Chapter 1 : Late nighttime Visitor

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A hot wind swept down Privet Dr, lending no relief to the sweltering mid-summer passion. While well-nigh slept soundly in their dwelling comforted by their assuredness air car, one teenager remained awake, abandoning the stuffy air in his pocket-sized sleeping room to climb onto the roof where it remained only a few degrees cooler than inside. He ran his custody through his sweaty hair, lightly brushing the lightning shaped scar he wore upon his frontal bone. Adjusting the troll glasses which framed his emerald eyes, he brought the book he'd been given closer to his face, trying to register in the moonlight.

Harry gave up with a heavily sigh. This wasn't helping him stay awake and he wasn't sure how much longer he could fight down the grogginess that always came over him when it was so hot outside. Tossing the book aside, he wondered how Hermione had finally convinced him to understand Hogwarts : A History. Climbing to his animal foot and taking a stealthy walk around the roof to resurrect himself, he silently cursed his uncle who had closed off the volcano going into Harry's elbow room so that the quietus of the firm would receive Thomas More of the synthetic cold air. He didn't know but often wondered what he had done to warrant the treatment he'd received his whole life. It was a problem he often tried to figure out the solution to, but he didn't have much of a probability this time, becoming distracted by the familiar image of a snowy owl flying toward him on her way back from hunting. Smiling widely, he held out his arm so that she could easily shore. Hedwig, always careful not to dig her claw in too deep, latched on quickly before walking up to his articulatio humeri where she perched herself and cooed quietly in his ear as if asking why he was still awake at such a previous hour.

But no matter the hour, Harry couldn't fall asleep ; the incident at the department of secret was haunting his sense of right and wrong. If I don't sleep, I don't dreaming, he silently answered the owl's unasked interrogation. The dream, or nightmare rather, was always the same- a flash of imagery that included Neville's bloody nose, Luna helping Ginny walk on a go ankle, Ron being attacked by wit, Hermione's unconscious mind body, and ending with Sirius falling through that sour caul. He shuddered to himself just remembering it all and felt a sudden photoflash of anger. All of it, every bit, was his fault because he'd let himself be tricked by Voldemort and those working with him. The famous Harry ceramist had gotten his Friend hurt because he just had to toy the hero again. And what had happened ? Dog Star and the others had needed to come save him instead, resulting in the death of his godfather.

'' Harry ceramist ! '' a low part shouted in upheaval, knocking him out of his fevered reverie. He was so start, he lost his footing and landed hard on his back before sliding helplessly to the edge of the roof. He desperately grabbed for the toilet and caught it with both hands, leaving him to swing helplessly a few stories above the ground. `` Harry potter must hold on ! Dobby is helping ! ``

And for certain enough, the mirthful short head of Dobby the sign elf appeared above him, clad in three tumid unusually shaped hats. `` Hi Dobby. '' Harry said tiredly as he hung from the roof.

The elf rubbed his knobby little hands together. `` Harry Potter lets go now. ``

'' Are you sure ? '' He asked looked down. He knew the pin wouldn't be great adequate to kill him, but he couldn't helper but enquire just how many clappers he could break if Dobby screwed this up.

'' Harry thrower must bank Dobby now sir. ``

And so he did. Carefully letting go of the trough, he found himself floating in midair until he was once more able to feel the springy roof beneath his feet. `` Thanks. '' Harry said as Hedwig hooted angrily from the window ledge. `` I'm okay. '' He assured both her and the elf.

'' Dobby is very sorry sir ! Dobby did not mean to surprise Harry Potter, Dobby was sent with a subject matter. Professor Dumbledore trusts Dobby and no one else to delivers Harry potter his letter. '' He said proudly as he presented the envelope.

Holding it up in the soft radiance of the nearly good moonlight, Harry recognized Hermione's small, neat writing. `` This isn't from Dumbledore. ``

'' No sir, Professor Dumbledore only asks Dobby to wreak a message from Harry Potter's Friend. Professor Dumbledore says Harry thrower will be well-chosen to deliver news on his birthday. '' Dobby answered with a wide smile.

'' Well, come on, let's go back inside before the neighbors wake up. '' He began making his way through the window, the belittled elf following secretive behind him.

'' It is too hots in here sir. '' Dobby said looking uncomfortably around the elbow room as he tossed the book Harry had forgotten on the bed.

'' Sorry about that. '' Harry said, wanting to tear open the gasbag but having the decency to try and wait for the visit to be over.

'' Dobby can fix it. '' The elf answered, once more rubbing his hands together and ending with a astute snap. Harry was amazed as the temperature dropped instantly and he began to see his breath puff out in the air in front of him.

'' Too cold I think. '' He said through his suddenly chattering dentition, as the chilliness mingled with the sweat and turned his skin cold and clammy.

Dobby made an readjustment and the room evened out to a comfortably spring-like coolness. `` Harry Potter likes this wagerer ? ``

'' Yes, thank you very much. '' Harry smiled and stretched away the sleepiness that the heating system had brought over him.

'' Dobby will leave Harry thrower to his letter. Dobby must be getting backbone, sir, as we is preparing the castle for the students to revert. We is very busy now, cleaning and scrubbing. Dobby likes being busy all the time and must gets back. ``

'' wellspring, I won't bread and butter you. Thanks for bringing this to me, and I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. ``

'' Dobby is excited to have Harry ceramist back at school soon. '' The small elf looked down shyly, the three hats he wore swaying on his head teacher. `` Happy birthday ! '' he added before disappearing with the snap of his fingers.

Alone in the way at last, he let go of the small bit of patience he had and tore into his varsity letter. As soon as the gasbag was open, Hermione's voice floated out of it quietly surrounding him as she began.

'' July 30 8:00 p.m.
Dear Harry,
Ron and I and the rest of the Weasley's just arrived at the usual place. We had expected to use an owl to get this to you, but as I'm for certain you know by now, Dumbledore showed up with Dobby. But speaking of OWL.s, have you baffle your grades yet ? I know WE haven't. I shall have to speak with Dumbledore the succeeding time he's here. We were supposed to get those workweek ago. I know you were expecting a varsity letter from Moony or Tonks, but they agreed to let us differentiate you the good news. I'm sorry I haven't written more over the summer, I wanted to but they had told us it wasn't a good idea. But that's over now ! Oh, hold on. Ronald wants to say something. ``

'' Hey Harry mate. Can you believe how she begins a letter of the alphabet ? Personally the longer it takes to get back our OWL results the considerably. I wanted to write too, of form, but mum and dad said we could put you in risk, having owls swooping all over your house now that You-Know-Who is looking for you. But boy do I have a lot to differentiate you ! So very much has happened, but I think it'd be better in person, now that we're so close to seeing each other. Anyway, how are the muggles treating you ? A fair lot better I expect after the order talked with them end of death year. ``

Harry closed the gasbag there and took a minute of arc to reflect. True, Uncle Vernon and aunty genus Petunia had been better to him, for about two weeks. They of path made sure as shooting Harry wrote `` his freaks '' every early day, but they monitored what he put into the letters, breathing down his neck as he wrote. There was no way for him to observe that his food portions were getting belittled by the day as Vernon and Dudley made themselves fatter. Or that he was getting the casual smack around for not doing chores in a timely manner. It seemed that this year, when Harry most wanted to be left alone, they were always there. Uncle Vernon especially had turned meaner than he ever had, never once all summer calling him by his name. It was always `` Boy '' or `` idiot boy '' or `` Freak '' and there was always something Harry was doing wrongly that deserved discipline ; being too loud, being too quiet…. breathing.

If only he could do magic to emphasize the decimal point the order tried to establish when they'd threatened the Dursleys. But no, Harry could face vicious wizards, Centaur, expiry feeder, round and dementors, but the muggles he has to detain with he can not lay a handwriting on, or wand in this case. If only you could see me now Ron. He thought bitterly. Big potent Harry potter, forced to scrub toilets and getting beaten if they aren't spotless. Harry looked at his arms which were covered in small finger shaped bruises and scratches from being grabbed and thrown around by the massive man. If only Vernon weren't so much bigger than him, he might be able-bodied to fight back.

And then he smiled with remembrance. It had been two weeks, but the remembering still held expectant satisfaction. He had been out back mowing the lawn and wrapped up in persuasion of his friend and why they hadn't written him. Distracted he had accidentally mowed over piece of aunty Petunia's garden. A very humble component, he had thought that no one normal would notice. But Vernon had been on him in an trice, as if he had been watching for Harry to jockey up. The shouting red face up man had been storming toward him and seeing the garden hosepipe on the ground, he'd pictured it wrapping itself around his uncle like a snake in the grass, stopping his tirade in it's caterpillar tread before he could inflict harm on his nephew. Harry had reached behind him, had felt his wand in his pouch. He never went anywhere without it. And then suddenly, though he could have sworn to himself that he hadn't said a magic spell, hadn't even pulled his wand out, the hose had tangled itself around Vernon's substructure, tripping him so that all his mass landed hard and bounced slightly as he fell to the earth. Harry had watched in astonishment as the thing wrapped itself around and around the panic-stricken man. And then he had run and hadn't fare back until well after he was surely the family had turned in for the night. Vernon hadn't bothered him for three days after, and they had been the best of his summer thus far, left alone in his lowly room. He smiled again in the demo moment, remembering the awe in his uncle's eyes that day. Of grade, when no further occurrent took place, Vernon had regained his false sense of bravery. With a sigh, he opened the envelope again, hoping for the trade good intelligence Hermione had alluded to at first.

'' Hope you're doing alright with those horrible hoi polloi. Hermione keeps pushing me and I keep telling her aghh- ''

'' Ronald is done now. Anyway, Harry, as I'm sure you won't get this till after midnight, HAPPY BIRTHDAY ! Mad-eye told us that we could tell you to expect them at your house tomorrow. You'll be coming here for the residue of summertime again ! Lupin has insisted he go with to play you here, so bear him at midday. I know you may be sad being back here with all the memory board, but at least you get to leave behind the Dursleys'house and we miss you so much ! Oh- ''

'' Jeez, Hermione sure knows how to lend up bad stuff. little girl. You just can't explain them. ``

'' Please, if Ron would try to explicate anything his head would explode. Girls are not that complicated. He's just a slow learner. Besides, to scold me on poor people subject when he goes and brings up those muggles… Anyway, see you tomorrow, Harry. I can't time lag. ``

'' WE can't time lag. Now it's my turn to say HAPPY birthday, partner ! See you tomorrow ! ``

'' Love,
Hermione and Ron ''

Harry smiled in real joy for the first time in awhile. His ripe protagonist couldn't even `` write '' a talking letter without fighting with each other. At least he now knew they weren't mad at him, that the Order had kept them from sending letters. He had been so scared that they would blame him, hate him even for what they had all gone through. That didn't seem to be the lawsuit and a sense of relief washed over him. Now he only had to care about how much he blamed himself.

Glancing at the clock, he realized that it was in fact about a quartern past midnight. He began packing immediately, both in anticipation and as a welcome utilization to appease awake. It didn't take long since he hadn't unpacked most of his shoal affair in the hopes that he would be leaving rather than usual, so he cleaned Hedwig's John Cage next. Finally with cypher left to do and the clock showing it was only just past two 30 in the morning, he reluctantly picked up Hogwarts : A History and began again from the beginning. He made a genial note to never again say he was bored around Hermione lest she suggest another big boring book.




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Chapter 2 : Surprise at Number 12, Grimmauld Place

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Harry had been waiting on the stairs since eleven a.m. staring at the doorway and fireplace, unsure how his rescuers would be arriving. Of course he wouldn't feel the need to be rescued, had they not forced him to come up back here. Despite the sweltering heat outside, he'd made indisputable to tire out long sleeves so that his bruise wouldn't show. For a moment when dressing that good morning, he had considered baring his arms and letting the Order all know that they had failed in protecting him from his own kin. But the embarrassment of his abuse outweighed any satisfaction he might have felt from exposing it. Besides, he just wanted to go, to get away from these people and never have to see or think of them again.

Peering into the front room, Harry saw his aunt and uncle lounging in movement of the television but Dudley was no where in great deal. He had no idea where his cousin-german had gone after breakfast, nor did he care. Early this break of day, he'd decided to warn the mob that their household was going to be infiltrated by wizards- he'd quickly changed his mind about that after Vernon threw the frying pan at him during breakfast. Let them be taken by surprise when the others arrived, he hoped his massive uncle's heart gave out and he died of the shock. Shaken by the iniquity thought, he forced more pleasant icon, like the reunification with his supporter and with Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. But that led him to think of Dumbledore and how he had left things with his schoolmaster, and that of course brought him to the prophesy. It was the reason his godfather was no longer alive after all.

Then he began to wonder, with Dog Star gone, who would stimulate for sure he got information ? Were they going to keep him in the dark again ? Dumbledore had said that not informing him had been a mistake, so were they going to tell him everything now ? He felt his humour rising ; they already hadn't told him anything in any of the short circuit letters they'd sent, it had all been about design for school and telling him to be patient role. So were they expecting him to just sit in total darkness Manor and keep being a good piddling boy ? They better differentiate me everything, I'm sixteen now, no need to be coddled, he thought miserably.

At exactly noon, the room began to scranch and out of nowhere, Remus Lupin appeared in the sitting room, startling Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia. Harry laughed as silently as he could, just in showcase he had to come back. He walked in to greet his friend, the go dead on target Marauder, as Vernon started up. `` What the hell DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING ? YOU CAN '' T JUST- ''

'' I can do anything I like. '' lupine cut him off and turned to Harry. `` How are you ? set up to go I presume ? ``

'' Since I got here. '' He smiled up at lupine and gave him a hug, forgetting his anger from a few minute ago. He was just so happy to be leaving.

'' Hey ! '' Vernon shouted. `` I'm tired of my home being invaded by you freaks ! petunia, pull the spook, we don't want the neighbor to see anything. '' He ordered his wife as he stood, trying to look intimidating while approaching lupine who appeared unconcerned.

Before anything more could be said between the two men, the air crackled once more and Kingsley Shacklebolt appeared looking both aware and amused. `` Harry ! soundly to see you again. '' He said placing a with child grueling hand on Harry's shoulder in greeting before turning to his spouse. `` The street is all clear Remus. Nothing to worry about. ``

'' Actually, we may feature a job. Mr. Dursley here seems unhappy with us. '' lupin said, winking at Harry.

'' He does ? '' Kingsley asked in mock repulsion. `` Well, Mr. Dursley, what can we do to produce affair in force for you ? After all, we'd hatred to get out you upset. ``

Vernon, though not the brightest man, quickly caught on to the mocking tone in the wizards'vocalism. `` You can get the hell out ! '' he shouted, his face turning purple as they laughed at him.

'' Well since you asked so nicely. '' Kingsley chuckled. `` I'd hatred to face the ira of this muggle. ``

'' Get out ! And don't come back ! Keep that boy, he's possessed anyway ! '' Vernon screamed, turning another specter darker in his fury.

'' Alright Harry, Tonks and Mad-eye are out in the car. Shall we go then ? '' Lupin asked, his amusement at Mr. Dursley's ira clearly evident.

Harry merely nodded and left without a Bible to his congenator, who were now silently fuming that they were once more disesteem in their house but too pock to do much of anything about it. Following lupine out with his luggage compartment and Hedwig, he saw a low car waiting patiently at the curb. He had a feeling that it was charmed to be as big as a bus inside, and by the crooked way it was parked, he also had a feeling of who was driving.

They put his affair in the rear and then climbed in the backseat with Hedwig. Harry saw that he was right, Tonks was in fact sitting happily behind the roulette wheel. `` Wotcher, Harry '' she said. `` Happy natal day. '' She smiled then turned the car on and began to drive.

'' Potter. '' Mad-eye said by way of greeting from his blank space in the passenger seat.

'' What about Kingsley ? '' he asked.

'' He's in the air above us with a few more Aurors. We all have to be supernumerary heedful now. '' Mad-eye answered without turning around. `` changeless vigilance, how easily some forget. '' He muttered, pulling out his flask and taking a swig. As they got further away from Privet drive, Harry settled into the tooshie intuitive feeling lighter. He tried to never think of the happier life-time that he could have had if his parents had lived and it was much well-heeled to do that away from the Dursleys, where spirit actually offered a few happy moments.

A short while later, Tonks screeched to a halt and parked the car quite a few feet away from the American Stock Exchange. She and Mad-eye got out to survey the area as Harry leaned toward Lupin. `` Why was she driving ? '' He asked, a little unnerved from all the closelipped calls they'd had on the road.

'' Because Mad-eye is officially listed as disabled and I was never allowed to get my permit. '' He answered, looking just as shaken as Harry felt.

'' And she was the next Best choice ? ! '' Harry asked in bewilderment. Lupin simply laughed in reply as they got out of the car at Tonks's signal.

Out of nowhere, numeral 12 towered over them, the other theatre shifting out of the way to make room for it. Lupin pushed Harry ahead of them. `` After you. '' He said with a svelte bow.

Feeling anxious, he opened the doorway revealing the dark, foreboding hallway. `` Remember, '' Tonks whispered so as not to wake the screeching portrait of Mrs. Black, `` watch out for that damn umbrella stand, it comes out of nowhere. Just go straight into the parlor. '' He nodded and stepped inside, hoping his friends were already waiting for him. But the parlor was dark and he couldn't remember where the light switch was located.

As Harry was groping along the wall trying to find the light, the room was suddenly illuminated and a group of people shouted, `` HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HARRY ! ! '' He was astounded to notice Hermione, Neville, Luna, Dean St. Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, Lavender Robert Brown, and Parvati and Padma Patil standing in the middle of the room. Kingsley had arrived before them and was standing off to the position with some ordering extremity whose names Harry didn't remember. All of the Weasleys- with the obvious exclusion of Percy- were huddled near the entrance.

As Harry tried to cumulate his armorial bearing, Hermione ran up and gave him a hug that almost knocked him over. Once she let go, Ron grabbed him in a brotherly hug as well. He was in shock ; no one had ever thrown him a birthday political party before, let alone gone through the trouble of arranging a surprisal. He felt on the verge of tears.

'' For goodness sake. '' Mrs. Weasley came forward, `` Let the boy come in. Hello Harry dear, where you surprised ? ``

'' You have no idea. '' He answered, still not sure how to feel.

Ginny came up next to hug him. `` Do you like the laurel wreath ? We've been working on them all morning. '' He took in the century of balloons covering the ceiling, streamers at every corner, bubbles floating generously throughout the company guests and the Brobdingnagian down of present tense he had ever seen, even compared to what Dudley normally got.

'' They're wonderful. '' He answered, nodding hullo to Bill and Charlie as the others led him away to get some punch.

Everyone began chatting as delicate, happy medicine filled in the setting. The teen went off to a street corner, with mass occasionally coming over to say Happy Birthday again. Hermione had been the one who had invited all of their schooltime protagonist and Harry was happy they were there, though he found it a bit unsettling to occur from someplace where he was lonely and unwanted to all of this. When he finally admitted to never having a party before, Ron had all the incentive he needed to start some party games.

Though Harry caught a signified that the others felt bad for him as they realized he'd never really celebrated his birthday before, he didn't precaution. He felt happier than he had in months and for a little while, was able to draw a blank about everything plaguing him. By the metre cake came around and everyone gathered to let the cat out of the bag, he couldn't keep back a smile off his face.
　


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Chapter 3 : Good News, Bad tidings and OWL's

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'' present ! '' Ron yelled and ran back to the front room. Everyone had just finished their cake and followed him at a much slower pace, their stomachs not as used to being stuffed full-of-the-moon as his was. Once they had all settled Harry began opening his natural endowment, feeling awkward that everyone was watching him. He supposed nearly citizenry were used to this sort of positive attention, but it was definitely something he was still uncomfortable with… the death thing he wanted was to be the marrow of attention. Pushing those insecurities down deep, he kept a joyous air about him for the benefit of the those who'd gone through the fuss of giving him this party. Besides, after opening a few gifts and getting used to the upbeat atmosphere, part of him actually liked that people were paying attention to him without yelling or throwing things.

From Ron, he got a muggle toy called `` Magic 8 Ball, '' with a card that read, To commend old Trelawney and the fact that we never have to take her class again. The boy shared a grin as Harry reached for the succeeding giving, which happened to be from Tonks. She gave him a new heather servicing kit and flying goggles that she'd had fitted with lenses containing his exact prescription. He thanked her profusely as Ginny excitedly handed her gift over next- an indoor quidditch set that everyone wanted to try right away, Harry included. But Mrs. Weasley quickly called for society, insisting they not be rude by ignoring the remainder of the presents.

bore to play the new game, Harry quickly opened the ease of the wrapped packages in presence of him. Fred and George III gave him a sample pack of all their new merchandise along with a gift certificate for their computer memory, The Weasley Bros. joke Emporium. While he found it amusing, he decided the twins'gift was something he should look through later, based on the cheek mollie was making. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley gave him a new wristwatch, which Harry believed to be far out of their price reach. Though he sincerely thanked them, he made a mental bill to try and find a polite way to give it back for something less pricy later.

lupin's present was strange. It was a blank piece of sheepskin and a government note saying that he would explain about the parchment later. His supporter winked at him in a conspiratorial manner before turning to continue a conversation he was having off in the turning point with Tonks. Harry shrugged and put the endowment in the hatful with the residual of his new affair before reaching for the next present. It was from Hermione and surprisingly she didn't give him a book. Instead it was a pocket-sized box that said, `` open up me later when there aren't many people around. '' He looked at her quizzically and she just smiled.

It took a lot longer than he'd imagined, but when he finally made it through all the present, Mrs. Weasley announced dinner party for those that were staying, once more delaying the biz. about everyone left, except the Weasleys, Hermione, Luna, Neville, Lupin and Tonks. Mad-eye grumbled something about annoying tariff and apparated with a gaudy cracking. Everyone talked throughout dinner, their middle as Light Within as their humor and Harry reflected that he finally felt at home, for the world-class time in a farseeing time. more than than that, he felt accepted, even loved. They talked and laughed for a recollective time, the teens all forgetting their desire to diddle the new quidditch game as they were distracted by such a happy gathering.

Finally the clock struck half retiring nine and it was prison term for Luna and Neville to take their leave of absence through the floo mesh. They each wished him a happy natal day one last time before stepping into the hearth and disappearing to their individual terminus. Harry was exhausted, but gave no argument when Hermione and the Weasley kids wanted to verbalize privately in his and Ron's room. They all headed upstairs in a noisy din, everyone still in a carefree company humor ; once they situated themselves comfortably around the room it seemed everyone was talking at once, each trying to catch Harry up on what he had missed while stuck away at the Dursleys. With a headache threatening to bankrupt loose, he made them go one at a time.

'' It's Fred and George, Harry ! '' Ron said grinning madly at his Brother. `` Their shop is doing so well, and they're giving a lot of money to the folks ! We're not piteous anymore, thanks to them. ``

'' Aww, you embarrass us little brother. '' Fred said with mock modestly.

'' Really, it was null. '' George piped in.

'' Dad getting a new job helps too, you know. '' Ginny put in, attempting to observe her brothers'promontory from swelling any further.

'' The store and a new job, so that explains the wristwatch ! I was going to have your mum income tax return it for something else. '' He stared down at the natural endowment sitting comfortably on his radiocarpal joint and wondered what Arthur's new positioning was.

'' Not a problem anymore. '' Ron couldn't keep the goofy grin off his typeface as he looked through all of Harry's new things. He suddenly became distracted by something he found. `` Hey ! You should spread out this box Hermione gave you now. '' He held the small, bloodless box out to him.

Harry glanced at Hermione who was sitting next to him and she nodded her concord. He took it from Ron's hands and stimulate it gently, his curiosity peaked at the unusual sound buzzing inside. As soon as he opened it, something small-scale and glittery zoomed up and out. On instinct alone he reached out and caught it mid escape, though it took a second to clear what was struggling in his helping hand. `` Where did you get this ? '' He asked her.

'' I took it from the drill box at the end of last year. I figured you'd like a real one to practice with, and you told us your dad had one. '' She looked down shyly at she admitted she had stolen the snitch.

'' Well done, Hermione ! '' George said proudly.

'' A missy after our own hearts. '' Fred complimented her, looking positively elated that she was starting to come around to their way of doing things.

'' It was a one time affair. Something particular for Harry for his birthday. '' Hermione assured the twins in a scolding timbre before peeking at Harry out of the turning point of her eye. `` Do you like it ? '' She asked him nervously.

'' Of course of action ! This is so a good deal better than a Word or homework planner ! '' He said, throwing an arm around her berm and pulling her in for a hug.

Everyone laughed as someone knocked, interrupting the fun. Mrs Weasley opened the door and walked right in. `` Here you all are ! '' She exclaimed as Harry quickly hid the fink behind his backbone. `` Harry dear, Albus is downstairs and would like to see you, as well as Ron and Hermione. ``

'' We'll be right down. '' He promised. She closed the room access and everyone looked at each other.

'' Maybe he has our hooter ! '' Hermione jumped up and ran from the elbow room. With that thinking, Ron and Harry followed much boring each trying not to be the first downstairs. When they reentered the parlour, Dumbledore was sitting by the ardor and Hermione was practically dancing around him in anticipation.

'' Ah, Harry. So that Miss husbandman doesn't strain herself, I will say that, yes, I do take in your OWL outcome with me, but first there is something authoritative I must discuss with all of you. Remus ! Thank you for joining us as well. '' Everyone turned to see lupin in the doorway. Dumbledore waited patiently while they all settled into the ugly furniture. Lupin slumped into the armchair near the door, but Harry chose the redact closest to his schoolmaster as Ron and Hermione took a tail on either side of meat of him. All three stripling were anxious to find out what the big news was, certain Dumbledore wouldn't bring them Word of God of anything bad on Harry's birthday. They soon found out how damage they were.

'' Now, Harry, what I have to say may swage you but it must be said. '' The old sensation began carefully. `` Tomorrow you, Remus, Hermione and Ron will be accompanying me to the Ministry of deception for the meter reading of Sirius's will. Apparently, he left us all something and we all must be pose. ``

'' He left Ron and me something ? '' Hermione asked, shocked not only by Sirius's unselfishness but by the guinea pig they were discussing. Harry felt her take his script in understood support and he was grateful, unsure of his own tone on the topic.

Dumbledore brought his fingerbreadth together and regarded his consultation over the top of his small spectacles. `` You should know that after he returned here to inkiness Manor to blot out out, Dog Star contacted me about changing his will. He now had a godson he cared for a great wad, and two young multitude who he cared for almost as much as Harry, in addition to a best ally. '' He paused to nod at lupin who was sitting quietly with split on his look. `` I made the changes he indicated and now, with his loss, we must hear his final word of honor. ``

Harry was having a hard clock time dealing with his emotions at the moment. sadness mingled with guilt and anger, leaving his tummy churning and his eyes stinging with the unshed tears he'd built up in his torment. Ron reached over to pose a hand on his shoulder as Hermione squeezed his hand tighter, each knowing how crucify he must be feeling- he was thankful for them both. He met Dumbledore's empathic gaze. `` What time are we leaving ? '' He asked quietly.

'' Around ten o'clock. The meeting is set for 11 and I'm afraid you three aren't yet old enough to apparate so we must take the muggle way. '' The headmaster answered quietly.

'' I think I'd better go to bed then, I wasn't able to sleep last night and today was a lot to take in. '' He said his goodnights, thanking everyone for everything they'd done in throwing him his very first-class honours degree birthday party. Then he quickly went to his way and closed the door. After changing into a T-shirt and sopor bloomers, he collapsed on the bed feeling both heads-up and extremely exhausted. hour later, he heard a knock on the doorway and realized he had been waiting for it. `` Come in. '' He called with sigh.

Hermione stuck her forefront in. `` Are you fine, Harry ? ``

Ron's foreland appeared above hers. `` Can we come in ? '' He asked quietly. Harry nodded and they both tumbled into the room. Ron took a tail on the edge of his own bed, but Hermione gently settled herself succeeding to Harry.

'' What are you thinking ? '' she asked him quietly.

'' That I wasn't expecting that. '' he answered. `` I know I probably should have with him being ... being ... gone, but I wasn't prepared. ``

'' Neither were we, married person. '' Ron took a bite out of a chocolate Gaul and shook his head at the floor.

'' What can we do for you, Harry ? '' Hermione looked upset and eager to do anything to bring in him experience better.

He shook his head helplessly. `` I just want to stop thinking about this and I don't want to talk about it either. ``

'' wellspring, Dumbledore gave us our OWLs. We haven't opened them yet, we wanted to wait for you. Maybe that will help oneself. '' Hermione held up three gasbag.

'' Anything to see your grade, eh Hermione ? '' Ron teased.

'' Oh shut up, Ronald. Here. '' Harry reached to take his and Hermione jumped back in repulsion. `` Harry ! What happened to you ? ! ``

Ron grabbed Harry's arm before he could hide it under the covers. He had forgotten that he hadn't put on his sweatshirt to hide out the marks. `` Was it the muggles ? '' his booster demanded.

'' It's nothing. '' Harry was flushed with overplus and hoping they'd just let it drop.

But Hermione appeared livid. `` You have to tell Dumbledore. I can't believe it. And after the fiat talked to them- ''

'' Let it alone, Hermione. '' Harry pleaded, cutting her off. `` It's over. I'm here now and future year, I'll be of age and able to use magic to defend myself. ``

Hermione looked angry and unsure, but finally she dropped her optic and silently handed him his envelope. Ron took his too, though he was still positively fuming. They read though them, Hermione getting more and more excited. `` You first Harry ! '' She said eagerly.

'' Why don't you go first ? '' He responded, sharing a smile with Ron.

'' Well if you insist. '' And with that she spread the paper out on the bed so they both could translate it.

young woman Hermione granger,
We are please to report that you have received the highest German mark in your grade. Below are your single mark. Congratulations and restrain up the good work.
Sincerely,
Griselda Marchbanks

Arithmancy - O
antediluvian Runes - O
Astronomy - O*
Care of Magical Creatures - O
Charms - O
denial Against the nighttime liberal arts - O
Herbology - O
History of Magic - O
Potions - O
Transfiguiration - O
*Due to unlooked-for circumstances, your uranology degree is based solely on what you had completed.

'' Wow, Hermione ! You got all O's ! '' Harry was stunned, he knew she'd do well, but all O's ? !

'' What did you get Harry ? You go future. '' He spread his theme on top of Hermione's letting the others take a look.

Mr. Harry Potter,
Below are your individual scores. On behalf on the entire plank, I would wish to congratulate you on receiving the in high spirits grade in Defense Against the Dark Arts in over 50 years. observe up the well work.
Sincerely,
Griselda Marchbanks

uranology - O*
Care of Magical animate being - O
appeal - O
Defense Against the Dark artistic creation - O+
fortune telling - A
Herbology - E
story of Magic - E
Potions - O
Transfiguiration - O

'' Wow, those are good cross, Harry ! '' Ron marveled.

'' How did you get an O+ ? '' Hermione demanded. The boys looked amused.

'' I showed my patronous for an extra point. The tester offered it, I didn't ask for it. '' He said, hoping to stay her jealousy.

'' I could've shown my patronous too. '' Hermione said sourly under her breather. Then she shook her chief and returned to formula. `` Anyway, your turn Ron. ``

Ron grumbled to himself as he leaned forward and put his report on top of the other two. He obviously wasn't as pleased with his grades.

Mr. Ronald Weasley,
Below are your individual lashings. Good luck in the adjacent two year.
Sincerely,
Griselda Marchbanks

Astronomy - A*
Care of Magical puppet - O
appealingness - E
Defense Against the Dark Arts - O
prophecy - P
Herbology - A
Potions - E
Transfiguiration - E

'' Oh Ron. '' Hermione shook her head.

He dropped his headway, looking worried. `` How long do you think I can hold open mum from seeing these ? ``

'' Probably only till you wake up, if that. '' Harry laughed as Ron's face twisted into an expression of terror.

'' Two O's ! She's going to vote out me. Even Fred and Saint George managed three each ! ''

'' At least we both got good enough grades to go forward potions. '' Harry said, trying to cheer up him up. He knew Dumbledore had gone over Snape and nullified the professor's threat not to accept any student with less than an O.

'' Yippee. '' Ron said sarcastically. `` Two more yr with Snape. ``

'' We need it if we're going to be Aurors. '' He reminded his friend. `` Besides, the grades aren't the worst in the world and you passed everything crucial with estimable marks. ``

Ron got up said goodnight and crawled into bed, pulling the screening over his promontory. Harry and Hermione grinned at each other before she looked down at the floor again, avoiding his gaze. `` We should probably go to bed too, Harry. We have to be up ... early ... you know. '' She hesitantly said goodnight and made to leave for her and Ginny's room.

'' Thanks, Hermione. For keeping the Dursleys a secret for me. '' Harry said, trying to ensure that it would stay a secret. She gave him a weak smile and left without another word. `` You too Ron. '' He said to the lump on the bed next to his.

From somewhere under the cover, Ron mumbled `` You're welcome. '' Harry put his shabu on the nightstand and got under the concealment. He hoped that he was tired enough to not have any nightmares and after awhile finally closed his eyes to sentiment of flying on his heather with Hermione and Ron right behind him, all trying to catch the stoolie she'd given him for his birthday.

( BREAK )

Hermione quietly closed the door to her room, noting that Ginny was already gone. She lay in her own bed, wide awake, thinking of how sorry she felt for Harry. He was holding so a lot in, she was afraid he would collapse someday soon. They were all sad Sirius was gone, but they had others to fall back on. Harry formed very fast and very strong affixation to people, probably because he'd felt so alone for so long. Sirius of course had been no exclusion and to take in him away from her friend was simply cruel.

And those muggles ! How Harry could continue to suffer in muteness for what those horrific people did to him, she just didn't know. She figured it was probably because he was embarrassed, but she didn't tutelage. She wished the Order had done more than threaten the Dursleys, she wished they'd cursed them straight to hell.

Tossing and turning for more than an hour, she finally gave up on sleep and kicked off the covers. There was goose egg she could suppose to do to help Harry through all of this… she certainly couldn't force out him to talk to her. And if he didn't public lecture to her, how was she ever supposed to be able to try and make him sense better ? Frustrated, she knew the just thing she could do was wait patiently for him to decide he needed to talk to someone. She just hoped she was the one he turned to.

( BREAK )

Ron got up as quietly as he could, not wanting to disrupt Harry. He'd seen the heavy dark circles beneath his friend's optic and as his usual roomie, he knew how horrible Harry's sleeping patterns were. And Harry needed his residue more than any of them to stool it through what was shaping up to be a very sad tomorrow. So in an feat to let Harry continue sleeping peacefully, Ron made his way down to the kitchen for a methamphetamine hydrochloride of milk.

His own restlessness he attributed to a combination of his anger on Harry's behalf for what the muggles had done to him as well as his piteous grades. There was null he could do about the Dursleys, especially if Harry didn't want the adults to bed about it. So he attempted to put all of that aside- after all, if Harry could do it why shouldn't he be able to ?

As for his score, while he hadn't exactly failed everything like he thought he would he'd done no where near as well as his Friend. pit, he hadn't even done punter than the Gemini, and they couldn't have cared less about school. Of course, he knew Fred and George were smart in their own right, but still… he'd actually tried to do well. Or maybe he hadn't. Truth be told, his mind hadn't fully been on his exam last year, there had been too practically going on at the time. But saying that he'd been distracted by the goings on at the end of last year was an self-justification and nothing more. After all, it hadn't affected Harry much and it certainly hadn't stopped Hermione. He poured his drink and sat at the table, trying to finger tired.

A pocket-size sound behind him startled him so badly he thought he was going to jump out of his pelt. Ron whipped around to find Kreatcher exiting his closet. The foreign, tetchy little elf walked through the kitchen and out into the hallway, muttering softly to himself. Though Ron couldn't hear what exactly he was saying, he figured the unworthy thing was upset to once more have the house invaded by whiz he deemed slimy. He was a bit rum as to what the firm elf was up to, but the last thing he wanted was to induce any interaction with Kreatcher.

With a large sigh, he put his now empty glass in the sink before heading back up to his room. Once more he took peachy charge to not inflame Harry as he slipped back into his own bed. As he pulled the covers up around him and closed his eyes, he only hoped his mother would go easy on him. As for this school year, he was determined to do better. Maybe he would ask Hermione to help him study… Yes, that was a great theme ! He rested well-fixed, now that he had a plan. Especially since it was one that would give him an excuse to be around Hermione even more. Drifting off to sleep, he pictured how great this yr would be and the thing he'd finally have the courage to say and do. He was determined to prepare this the effective year he ever had. Perhaps it was too a good deal to wish for, but at the moment he didn't care.





A/N : Coming following, meter reading of the will, worry at the ministry, alteration at Grimmauld place. Look for it soon !

Chapter 4 : The Ministry of Magic

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Harry awoke to shouting from downstairs. By the sound of it, it seemed Mrs. Weasley had found out about Ron's class. He reached for his chalk and glanced over at the other bed, sure enough it was abandon. As Harry got up there came a wanton knocking on the door. He opened it to reveal Hermione and Ginny standing awkwardly before him. `` We had to get out of the kitchen, so we volunteered to come see if you were awake yet. Can we come in ? '' Ginny asked as she walked past him and plopped down on Ron's bed, not waiting for an invitation.

'' Sure. Um, yeah it was hard to sleep through all that yelling. '' He motioned for Hermione to come in as well. She sat awkwardly next to Ginny. `` Where's Fred and George III ? '' he asked, yawning widely.

'' Oh they're still down there. They love it when someone else gets yelled at for a change. '' Ginny smirked.

'' You should get dressed, Harry. It's almost nine and Dumbledore said we were leaving at ten. '' Hermione was wearing a somber dark blue dress and a sad locution. Harry nodded and grabbed his nicest clothes to go change in the bathroom.

Ginny groaned as he came out and they started for the kitchen where Mrs. Weasley was still loudly berating Ron. Walking in quietly, they took ass as far from the argument as possible. Fred and George however were right field near the action, occasionally egging their mother on. `` Yeah, Ron, at least we got three O's. '' Fred taunted.

'' At to the lowest degree I didn't drop out of school ! '' Ron shot back and Mrs. Weasley turned to the twins.

'' Good influence the two of you are on your pal ! '' She yelled. From behind her, Ron stuck out his tongue.

'' It was a smart business move mother. At least you know we're doing something with our animation as simple as you might think it is. '' George said trying to reverse her ire back on Ron.

'' That's mightily ! '' She shook her finger in Ron's fount. `` What are you going to do with yourself, with grades like those ? Oh, Harry, I didn't see you come in ! '' Harry who had been enjoying watching the boy manipulate Mrs. Weasley's anger was embarrassed to suddenly find himself the center of attention. `` Here, have some breakfast, love. And you girls eat up too. '' Ron looked positively relieved that Harry had drawn away his mother's fire and he silently mouthed thank you. Mrs. Weasley looked Harry over. `` Don't you have a nice T-shirt you can have on, it's so very hot exterior. ``

Harry looked at Hermione in terror `` It gets dusty in the ministry though. '' She said quickly on his behalf.

'' right hand you are dear, tinker's damn near freezing in there it is. '' She agreed, turning back to the stove.

'' Thanks. '' Harry whispered.

'' Sure. '' Hermione responded absently, staring down at her home plate and shuffling food around.

'' Alright, everyone. Come on, eat up before you leave. '' Mrs. Weasley turned back to the stripling. `` Oh, Harry, Hermione. How did you two do on your OWLs ? ``

'' We did okay. '' Hermione carefully answered, glancing at Ron.

'' Well ! Let me see your scores ! '' She requested, as excited for them as she was for her own children.

They looked at each other quickly, trying to decide how they could help Ron. `` Um, we left them in our rooms. '' Harry told her.

'' No trouble. Accio hooter, '' she said with a wave of her baton. In a 2nd, she was holding their letters. They quickly finished eating while she looked over them so they could go out before the yelling started again. surely enough, as they rushed out of the kitchen they heard, `` Ronald Weasley ! When are you going to learn to apply yourself ? ! ``

They ran back up to Harry's room, where at least the haphazardness was muffled. `` I'm guessing you both did a lot better. '' Ginny grinned.

( breach )

Ron felt his ears grow quick and was certain his intact face was flushed with plethora. He listened as his mother went on and on about how he was better than what he was producing and that he just needed to learn to focus. `` It's not like I failed out of school. '' He grumbled.

'' It's not like you got all O's either ! '' She yelled, brandishing Hermione's scores in her hand.

'' Hey ! Hermione's like a golem or something ! You can't equate me to her ! '' he protested.

'' She is a bit brighter than the modal bulb, mum. '' Fred joked.

'' Yeah, Ron's bulb just flickers a little, that's all. '' George IV added with a grin.

He glared at his brothers, who weren't helping his cause. Of course, he'd never helped theirs either, and they were in bother on a far more frequent fundament. `` That's not funny. '' Molly scolded the twins before turning back to him. `` Okay, if you feel Hermione is so special at schooling, then excuse why you couldn't do as well as Harry ! ``

'' Oh that's practiced. equate me to Harry Potter, like I don't get that enough ! '' He yelled in frustration.

Before his mother could suffice, somebody knocked loudly on the front door. Looking flustered, she went to do leaving him alone with his brothers. `` well, that was…interesting. '' George V said of Ron's outburst.

'' Shut up and leave me alone. '' He answered grumpily. Hearing Dumbledore's vocalisation, he rose to join the adult in the hallway. Despite the tragic reason they now had to allow for the household, he was glad for the hazard to get out.

( prisonbreak )

After awhile of playing with the snitcher, Harry and the girls realized the household was silent. `` It's ten till ten. '' He announced after looking at his new watch.

They headed downstairs just as mortal came knocking at the door. Mrs. Weasley rushed to answer it before Harry could, admitting Dumbledore into the house. `` Are you all set up to go ? '' The headmaster asked as Ron came out of the kitchen. Harry and his two substantially friends nodded sadly. `` Then let us be off. '' He turned and led the way outside.

wait at the curb was the like diminished car that had brought Harry yesterday. Lupin was already in the back but this time there was a ministry driver behind the wheel. Without realizing it, Harry sighed in rest knowing the ride would be far less turbulent without Tonks driving. The trip was a soundless one… no one dared speak or even knew what to say.

Staring out the window, Harry watched the planetary house give way to business and saw more and more people on the street. He knew most in this part of town were muggles and they were all rushing around, living their lifetime completely unaware that their humans could be ended at any time by a danger they knew zip about. How could the muggles ever understand the threat Voldemort presented ? He wouldn't have six years ago.

At last, they pulled into an underground parking expanse and parked the car adjacent to a rampart covered in shadow. Dumbledore got out his sceptre and tapped in certain places, just as one had to do in order to enter Diagon back street. The wall slid back silently and they hurried through the stopgap doorway. He felt his heart advance up in his throat as he recalled the survive fourth dimension he'd been at the ministry just a few weeks earlier… his felt his integral spirit had changed that day.

After a long walk down a deserted corridor, they found themselves in the lobby. It looked quite dissimilar since Harry had seen it after the showdown between Dumbledore and Voldemort- it had been in wrecking then. Now, the statue in the fountain was gone replaced with a unsubdivided goblet until a new sculpture was produced. Some of the paries were still being repainted and repaired and there were tarps everywhere. He didn't understand why they were doing it without magic.

'' It'll be stiff if we rebuild it ourselves and reward it with magic. '' Dumbledore answered Harry's unverbalised question. He looked at the older wizard and realized the man hadn't actually said anything outloud. Harry wondered if Dumbledore was in his head or if it was the other way around, since the former gave no indication that anything was going on at all.

They reached the raise and squeezed in the nearest one. Dumbledore muttered something under his breathing spell and the elevator went up one trading floor instead of down to the others. `` Law Department '' a interpreter announced. They got off and went down another recollective corridor. At precisely eleven, they entered an office simply titled, endure Will and Testament. The decor was ordinary considering where they were ; it was just like any standard office with a desk, death chair and muckle of books, file and folders. Harry sat between lupine and Hermione, Ron on her early side and Dumbledore took the rump behind the desk.

'' As a favor, I asked that I be allowed to translate his will to you. Thankfully they thought me modify. Now, are there any questions before I begin ? '' Everyone was staring at the story, obviously wishing they were anywhere but there. `` Alright then. It begins, ‘ I, Sirius black, am obviously not here if this is being read.''' Everyone looked up at this. Dumbledore regarded them all with a sad smile before continuing. `` ‘ Hopefully, those award are my heroic godson Harry potter, the glorious Hermione farmer, the bravely loyal Ronald Weasley, and my long trusted, well-loved booster Remus lupine. A side note for Moony, if you haven't told her yet mate, do it soon, you know who I mean. Just a niggling advice.''' Dumbledore paused.

Everyone had tears in their eyes ; they were sad but also amused that Sirius wrote his Will as if he were still here talking to them. Passing the tissue box around, the old star continued reading. `` ‘ It's a sad job, reading Wills since it almost always means that somebody has died. Unfortunately, this is my will and I just want you to know that wherever I am right now, I am missing all of you. I know that my death was not in vain, that it was a sacrifice for the good guys, and that I will experience taken out as many of the bad guys as I could reach before it happened. I know that I will receive died fighting the skillful fight, and Harry, Remus, believe me when I say there is no other way I would consume chosen. ``

'' Now, I suppose it's on to business as you must be wondering what I have left you. To Ron and Hermione, I leave the sum of 20,000 galleons each. To Albus Dumbledore, I leave 30,000 galleons to be used for any Hogwarts business. I feel that it's the least I can do to pee-pee up for various activities that may or may not give birth involved St. James the Apostle, Remus and myself. I also leave you the noesis that you did everything you could to tame us and our, pranks shall we say, in no way reflected our opinion of you. Remus, dear admirer, last of the master Marauders, I leave you 100,000 galleons and the message of my safe, you know the one I'm talking about. For Merlin's saki, buy yourself some new clothes.''' Lupin gave a little joke at that, tears flowing freely down his face.

'' ‘ Harry, I wish things were different for you. I wish that we would take in had all the sentence in the world to recognize each former, but unfortunately things turned out differently. Whatever you do, do NOT blame yourself in any way for my death. No matter the fate, no topic what you think happened, the selection to fight was ultimately my own. That said, I leave you Black manor, or more precisely now, thrower Manor. Not quite the same gang to it, but it'll grow on you. I also leave you the rest of my fortune to do with as you please. The sum is keen, but I know that thing like money don't matter to you. Family thing, so look around you and see these mass here with you now. They ARE a menage, the one you made for yourself. I love you all, in effect fortune, in struggle and in life. Someday, somewhere, we are destined to fulfil again. Just don't make it too soon. For all of infinity yours, Sirius `` Padfoot '' Black.'''

The elbow room was unearthly smooth as all reflected on what they had just heard. unsounded tears were spilling over in everyone's eyes, and Harry wondered if things would ever be proficient for any of them.

( breakage )

Hermione watched the torment that played across Harry's boldness as he tried to make sense of his animation. Although a few tears had escaped, she saw how intemperate he was trying to hold them back. She didn't fuck how he was able to, her own grimace was wet and she felt like doing nothing but sobbing hysterically. It was all so tragical in her mind.

Dog Star had been like a big kid once freed of Azkaban, and while he'd been a very equal to man she'd never pictured him as a real fighter. Sure he'd had acquisition, never backed down and had effectively proved he would maintain himself and those he loved to his death, but the fact that he'd had to do so at all seemed completely unfair. It wasn't the life he was meant for, but it was the one he'd had to handle with since being framed for the demise of his friends xv years before. For that foresightful, his memories, anger, and guilt had tortured him. His time to come had been taken from him in one fell swoop. And then Harry had come along and once more it seemed the man had something to live for, something beyond his desire for revenge against Peter and ultimately Voldemort. Unfortunately, he'd proved how immature he was, letting his need to get even override his penury to manage for his godson when the boy's parents couldn't. Or maybe the two things had been equal in his psyche when he'd gone to the ministry with the others to help them. She didn't know and would never have the chance to ask.

Glancing at Harry again, she saw how much he was struggling to be strong. She wanted to throw off him out of it, to tell him to let himself cry and turn some of the pain he always carried. She wanted to take him in her subdivision and comfort him, assure him it would all get better someday even if they both knew it was probably untrue. Instead she kept her hands clasped in her lap and waited for it to be time to leave.

( open frame )

After a long while everyone had more or less rend themselves together and Harry knew it was time to pull up stakes. He felt a bit regretful, wanting to delay in the presence of that document- his final stage link to Dog Star. It was silly and he knew it, so he remained silent. Without a word from anyone, they exited the office and headed toward the elevator. Once they were all on, he faced the turning point to try and obscure the fact that he had to wipe his tears away. Unfortunately, Hermione seemed to notice and as he turned around she reached out and squeezed his paw. Although embarrassed, Harry squeezed back thanking her for her tacit support.

Something was obviously wrong when they reentered the pressure group. multitude were running everywhere shouting as they prepared for something unknown. Tonks appeared before them out of breather and panicked. `` Albus ... the dementors ... they have left Azkaban. They have joined his military unit and are attacking the ministry ! ``

Dumbledore turned to the group. `` Ron, take Harry and Hermione to your dad's office and stay put until he or I come and get you. Remus, come with me. ``

'' Come on. '' Ron said as the adult hurried away. He led them back to the lift and they rode it all the way down to floor one.

Harry was confused as he followed his friends down the bright hall. `` Ron this isn't the story your dad's office is on. ``

His friend simply smiled in answer and led the way into a large, beautifully furnished office, locking the door behind them. The nameplate on the desk said Arthur Weasley, curate of Magic.
　



A/N : Uh oh, the dementors are out of control…. We'll see where that goes. stop tuned for the next installment, coming relatively soon. Thanks for reading !

address to Canicula's death and fighting in the ministry from Harry ceramist and the social club of the phoenix by J.K. Rowling.
Chapter 5 : Potter manor

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Harry looked at Ron incredulously. `` Your dad is the new minister ? ``

'' We didn't get a fortune to tell you last Nox, with Dumbledore interrupting us and then the OWLs. '' Ron answered, unable to keep himself from grinning with pride.

'' How did this happen ? What happened to Fudge ? '' Harry asked, bewildered. He'd never imagined that this was Mr. Weasley's new job.

'' His whip concern. '' Hermione grinned. `` Fudge was overthrown, but not by Dumbledore. The Daily oracle wrote all about it, but you probably didn't get those while you at the Dursleys. There was a hearing to go over why he didn't take your fib seriously back in one-quarter twelvemonth after the tournament and they voted him incompetent and incapable of doing his job. They told him that all threats, really or imaginary number concerning Voldemort must be taken seriously and investigated. Basically they said, ‘ Harry Potter had another student's idle body and a news report that he couldn't have possibly fabricated in the short time he disappeared, it should suffer been investigated further.'''

Harry turned to Ron. `` hold, what about Walker Percy then ? Wasn't he Fudge's secretaire or something like that ? ``

He shook his head angrily. `` The git still won't admit he's wrong. V-v- you-know-who show himself and Percy still acts like a summate prat. He resigned his position, saying that he just couldn't work for dad. Couldn't nerve him more like it. Anyway, Dumbledore and my mum convinced dad to put his public figure in for the position. And he got it ! ``

'' Well, with Dumbledore's help. He's the one who convinced them all to give King Arthur a chance. '' Hermione added. Before Ron could answer, they heard soul nearby sidesplitter. Pressing their ears to the door, they heard mass running by yelling for assistance.

'' We should help oneself them, we can all do a patronous ! '' Harry whipped out his wand.

'' number 1 of all Harry, we aren't allowed to do deception and second… ''

'' Hermione ... Harry…. '' Ron interrupted her. `` Um guy rope, I think we should start calling our patronous. '' Harry and Hermione stopped arguing and realized that the temperature in the elbow room had dropped considerably as they began to slowly see their breath. The three stepped away from the door, their backs to the rampart as the lights flickered wildly before going out completely. They raised their wands cook for whatever came out of the darkness. Hermione's barren bridge player was digging painfully into Harry's arm- he barely noticed. Ron on the early position of him was shaking badly, his genu knocking together, but he stood grandiloquent and his wand arm was business firm and ready.

As suddenly as it had come, the cold disappeared and the illumination sprang back on. They kept their verge up, not wanting to let their hold down as the door lock clicked unfastened. Dumbledore poked his chief in and collectively, all four let out their hint. Harry, Ron and Hermione lowered their baton as the master walked in, looking sad, tired and extremely old. `` The dementors are gone. Some did not miss their flak. '' He somberly told the teens before turning and walking away without encourage comment. They followed close behind him.

Once more entering the entrance hall, they saw several people lying silent on the trading floor, sorry than dead ; they were soulless. Others attended the victims, but not often could be done. Harry tried not to look- though his centre didn't have very much prison term to record anything anyway. Dumbledore wasn't actually running, but he was moving so fast that the three teenagers had to sprint to keep up with the old ace as they made their way back down the farsighted hallway to the parking garage. The little car pulled up in front of them, squealing to a halt as they were all ushered quickly into the back.

'' Dad ! '' Ron said in relief. Mr. Weasley himself was behind the wheel, looking grim. He gave them a rickety smile before turning his attention back to the route. Two more ministry cars pulled out with them, one in strawman and the other behind. Harry looked up at the sky, and sure enough he caught glimpses of several people on brooms.

'' Shouldn't these multitude be back at the Ministry helping out instead of seeing us home ? '' He asked suddenly. Ron and Hermione looked up, worry in the answer.

Mr. Weasley sighed. `` We are still trying to determine if it was just an attack on the Ministry, or .... '' he trailed off, obviously not wanting to think about the `` or ''.

'' Or what Mr. Weasley ? '' Hermione asked though she had that look that said she already knew and just wanted to confirm her suspicions.

It was Dumbledore who answered. `` Or if Voldemort had found out that Harry was going to be there. ``

Anger and guilt hit him in Wave. Couldn't he even go to the reading of his godfather's will without looking over his berm ? invariable vigilance, he heard Mad-eye's vocalisation in his head. Well, screw that. Was there nowhere, no time when he could find secure ? And what about his friends ? He slumped down in his seat and glared out the window. The others must hold noticed his chemical reaction, because no one said another Holy Scripture until they reached home.

( disruption )

'' The mail's here ! '' Ginny called up the stair. She walked into the living-room as she flipped through the alphabetic character, felicitous to see several envelopes from Hogwarts. Their schoolhouse letters had finally arrived, Harry's sitting proudly at the top of the pot. She couldn't help but grinning as she read his name.

'' Anything for us ? '' George asked as he and Fred bounded into the room.

She handed them their business sector letter and flipped through the sleep to be sure she hadn't missed anything. She was surprised by what she found. `` Hey, you both got something from the school. ``

'' What could they possibly want. '' Fred grabbed the envelope bearing his name and the Gryffindor crown, studying it closely before tearing it open. `` Oh no. George, we have to keep on mum from seeing these. ``

'' Seeing what ? '' Molly asked suspiciously as she walked into the room.

'' Nothing. '' George answered quickly, hiding the alphabetic character behind his back.

He wasn't quick enough. With a Wave of her wand, both of the twin'Hogwarts letters were in her hands. `` Oh my goodness ! This is wonderful ! '' Molly exclaimed happily. Ginny saw the twins exchange a smell that told her they disagreed. She took a deep breath and made herself very still and unnoticed so that she'd be able-bodied to rest and find out what was going on.

'' We aren't going to do it mother. '' George VI said evenly.

'' Oh yes you are. '' Molly returned.

'' But there's no point ! '' Fred protested.

'' Of course there's a point ! And you're both going to do this ! '' She argued back.

'' We have to get to the store and don't have time for an argument. '' St. George answered.

'' Besides mum, we're seventeen. You can't make us. '' Fred continued to push.

mollie seemed to take the statement as a challenge. Her human face turned hard. `` Ginny, dear. Please go up to your room while I discuss a few things with your sidekick. ``

She didn't want to, her curiosity was peaked. `` But mum- ''

'' Go ! '' Molly ordered in a smell that implied she was not to be argued with.

'' Fine ! '' Ginny yelled, stomping up the steps to her elbow room and slamming the door behind her. Sometimes, she felt like she wasn't even a persona of the family. Just that dawn, the twins had been allowed to stay for Ron's dressing down, so why couldn't she witness theirs ?

looking at for a distraction, she turned to her own mail. Putting aside her Hogwarts varsity letter she picked up the other one, the one Dean Dylan Marlais Thomas had sent her. By the end of in conclusion year, she had finally agreed to date him after he refused to relent. It wasn't something she was particularly excited about but she figured it was better to be with someone rather than alone. Especially since she'd recently begun to suspect that the boy she really wanted seemed to need someone else, even if he wasn't aware of it yet.

As she tore open the envelope, she felt slightly shamefaced. This was the tenth varsity letter Dean had sent her since summer began, and she'd only sent him one back.

Dear Ginny,
I don't know why you aren't writing to me but I hope you're okay. If you are, then it's starting to get obvious that maybe you just don't want to publish me. Listen, I've liked you for awhile now, and maybe I should have waited until we came back to school to ask you out, so that we'd actually be capable to see each early. So here's the deal, if I don't hear from you again, I'll assume you've changed your intellect and no hard impression, alright ? I really hope I hear from you though.
Sincerely,
Dean Thomas

She was both relieved and distraught. He'd placed everything in her hands, now she just had to figure out what she wanted.

( BREAK )

It was after dinner later that night and all the teen were crowded in the kitchen discussing what had happened at the ministry and what it meant. The adult had gone off into a occult new room that had magically appeared next to the buttery, whose door read `` War room. ``

'' With the dementors on his side, all those Death eater you guys put away last year will miss in no time ! '' George looked really worried for the foremost time in a long while.

'' If they haven't broken out already. '' Fred grimly added, just as concerned as his counterpart. They had gotten abode from oeuvre right before dinner party and had been shocked to hear about Ron, Harry and Hermione's day.

Harry had been shocked when he had inaugural walked in after Mr. Weasley dropped them off and as the others talked he let his mind wander back to that moment. It had been unsettling to take the air in and discover that the intact décor and layout of the house was completely different- though it was definitely more suit to him and for the needs of the Order. virtually importantly, the screeching Mrs. Black had disappeared- Hermione had guessed that Kreatcher had taken the portrayal and run off, since none of them could find him later. Apparently the magic spell that kept her stuck to the wall had been disabled when ownership of the mansion switched families. It didn't matter much to Harry if that peculiar art object of the Black phratry history was gone, nor was he upset that the tapestry holding the household tree had disappeared. And if Kreatcher really had run off with them all the better, he'd been happy the star sign elf had kept himself hidden the short time they'd had to coexist.

Beyond the entranceway, the hallway had been shining and airy, the ugly umbrella stand gone and replaced with a simple vase used for the same purpose. The living room was spectacular. The walls had become an emerald gullible almost the color of Harry's eyes. There were large, overstuffed, risque chairs and lounge on one slope, a large gaming tabular array on the other and bookshelves scattered throughout. Hermione had laughed and collapsed into one of the chairs while Ron had inspected the table. `` Harry ! We can play pool, table tennis, poker game, anything we want ! This is vex. ``

But Harry hadn't been paying tending to either of them at the time. He had turned and stared up at the picture placed so decidedly above the hearth. It was a portrait of Sirius and himself, though neither had posed for it. Sirius had his paw on Harry's shoulder joint and they both looked so happy in the image, so confident. Hermione had stopped examining the bookcases on the opposite rampart when he'd let out a small sob, going to him and putting her arm around his shoulder joint. Ron had already gone off to inspect the ease of the alteration to the world-class floor, leaving the two alone.

Harry had taken off his methamphetamine hydrochloride and dropped to his knees, crying for what had seemed to him the millionth prison term in the utmost two days though he knew that was the kickoff time he'd allowed himself to actually shed bout. She'd sat next to him looking up at the portrait and rubbing his shoulder, her eyes welled up as well. `` I guess this makes it official. '' He'd whispered to her. `` The sign of the zodiac is mine. ``

'' Harry ? '' He snapped out of his thought process and back to the present. Looking around at everyone, he realized they were staring at him.

'' Sorry. '' He mumbled. `` What did you say Ginny ? ``

'' I said, do you think Mr. Malfoy will uphold using Draco to spy on us ? I mean he is locked away in Azkaban now… ''

'' I wouldn't put it past either of them. '' Ron said scowling. `` We'll have to determine what we say and where we say it. ``

'' Yeah we will ! '' George said enthusiastically.

'' What do you mean we ? '' Hermione asked, everyone now staring at the twins.

'' We got letters this forenoon after you left with Dumbledore and before we fed Buckbeak. They are officially inviting us back to complete our last year. ''

'' And after a nice yelling lucifer with mum, we agreed. '' Fred added. `` We decided it would let us be capable to better monitor our Hogsmeade branch. ''

'' You guys are extending to Hogsmeade ? '' Harry was impressed.

'' It seemed like a natural idea. nearly of our client are students, so why not make it more accessible during the school day year ? ``

'' That was a smartness move. '' Hermione said, impressed despite herself.

'' Oh, letters came for the rest of you also. '' Ginny said handing out the envelopes to Harry, Ron and Hermione.

Harry opened his, finding his supplying list for sixth year along with a letter of the alphabet from McGonagall. He eagerly unfolded the bank note, wondering what his professor had to say.

Mr. Potter,
I am pleased to announce that your lifespan ban from quidditch has been lifted and thusly I would wish to appoint you our team skipper this yr since Angelina has graduated. I assume you will be taking your place as quester, so please inform Miss Weasley that she is now positioned as chaser. As I understand things, our beaters will be returning this yr as well, so you will call for to adjudge tryouts for two Thomas More pursuer only. See me in my office after classes the first day so that we can set all the requisite day of the month. I expect that cup to stay in my situation, Mr. thrower. Do not disappoint me.
Sincerely,
Professor Minerva McGonagall.

'' Looks like you get to be a chaser for quidditch, Ginny. '' Harry smiled. Finally, he had some exciting, in force news.

'' Yeah I figured that was going to bechance. '' She smiled back. `` Are you captain ? ``

'' That's what the missive says. ``

Ron looked happy. `` Does that entail you'll let me quell on the team ? ``

'' Of grade Ron ! ``

'' You mean she picked you over one of us ! '' Fred grabbed the letter to register for himself.

'' To be middling, '' Hermione started, `` Harry still has two yr. It makes more sense. ``

'' Plus do we really want that much province, Fred ? '' George II asked. `` Or any at all for that issue ? ``

'' You have a point. '' And he let it go at that.

'' Hey ! '' Ginny jumped up startling everyone. `` You three haven't seen on a higher floor yet ! ``

It was reliable. Shortly after they had finished checking out the new accession to the 1st base, Mrs Weasley had announced dinner. Harry, Ron and Hermione hadn't even changed out of their attire clothes yet. They all followed Ginny, looking around the second floor first. There were now four bedrooms on this floor and each doorway had a nameplate. The first base said Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.

'' We can't open the threshold to await inside. They've all been magicked for privacy. Fred, George I and I already tried. '' Ginny explained. The other doors read Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, and Buckbeak. The bathroom was down the hall.

'' Buckbeak has his own room ? '' Ron marveled as they climbed to the adjacent floor. There were three bedrooms here, the threshold reading Fred and George Weasley, Ginny Weasley, and node. Walking into Ginny's room first, they marveled at the departure. Three of the walls were now a soft wild blue yonder, the fourth covered in a collage of pictures of her champion, Harry, Ron and Hermione in most of them. textile in several shade of purpleness draped down from the ceiling giving the room a feel alien yet diffused nimbus. A large four poster bed was placed against the far wall, adorned with tons of pillows and looking like the most comfortable place in the macrocosm. A nightstand and small writing desk completed the pleasant décor, along with a single bookcase holding textbook on magic, quidditch and music.

'' This is really courteous, Ginny ! '' Hermione said.

'' I guess it's meant to be my place away from dwelling. '' she smiled, ushering them out and down the mansion to the twin's room.

Fred and George V's space was almost like a lab. Around the identically dressed beds were mesa set up with beakers and vial, chemicals, tubes, cauldron and burners. several bookcases lined one wall, holding Scripture about potions, herbs, crystals, and minerals. Two lab coats and two circle of goggles hung next to the door, ready for use by the wanna-be potionmakers. `` Everything we need to drive mum crazy. '' George V said proudly.

'' And to do our product. '' Fred added.

'' right field, that too. cum on, we're dying to see ickle Ronniekins elbow room ! '' They laughed as they led the way to the lastly floor.

Ron's was the first room they came to. He opened the door and peeked inside. `` Wow ! '' he said throwing it open for the others and walking in. There were posting of quidditch teams covering every wall like wallpaper, his dearie The Chudley shank featured most prominently. Off to one side was a broom storage locker, entire of everything you would need to serve a Calluna vulgaris. The bed was much like the ones at Hogwarts, except in the coloring material of blue, contraband and silver gray. `` This is so cool ! '' He walked around, examining all of his things as if he had never seen them before. `` Guys ! Look I have my own bath ! '' He said, opening a threshold. It was clear he wanted to stay and relish in having his own room, but with a lot of persuading, he finally went with the others to see more of the new rooms.

Hermione's was next and she squealed with delight when she saw that bookcases lined every paries, floor to ceiling, and contained information on anything and everything one could ever want to know. Above them, the roof had been magicked to present a dark sky full of genius, the moon shining big and undimmed as it lit the entire room. lowly recitation lamps with soft green nicety sat on the bedstands, giving off extra sparkle. The bed seemed to be floating in midair and Ginny sat down cautiously to try it out- it seemed to be as sturdy as if it were on the story. `` You have your own bath too. '' Ron said opening a door.

Finally, they were outside Harry's room but he hesitated as a sudden surge of gloominess overwhelmed him. `` I don't want to go in there. '' He said quietly. The others looked anxious and puzzled, except Hermione.

'' Why not Harry ? I'm sure yours is the best of all ! '' Ron gave him a little push forward.

'' Because ... '' He started, but was unable to say more.

'' Because it's Sirius's old way. '' Hermione whispered for him, having realized where they were in the old floor program. The others looked down not knowing what to say or do. Harry stared at the door, which proudly displayed professional Harry potter on the figurehead and decided he couldn't let his memories control him like this. Taking a deeply breath, he grabbed the thickening and threw open the threshold before he could change his mind.

Everyone was speechless as they slowly entered, trying to subscribe it all in. The walls were a deeply red, and the bedding, curtain and cap were gilt, his two deary colors. There was a bookcase on one wall that held nothing but Bible on Defense Department Against the darkness Arts and quidditch. Over the headboard of his bed, hung three word-painting that he'd had, only they were made to be three times their normal size. One was of his parents, the second of Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Fred and George III, Neville and Luna, taken on the train home last year ; the new vulture. The third was of Sirius, lupine and Harry's mum and dad from when they were in schoolhouse ; the old piranha. Hedwig had her own corner of the room with a perch made just for her and Harry's broom was mounted over his very own broom locker. His elbow room was at least twice as big as all the others and it made him experience very small.

The canary that Hermione had given him was flying freely around the way and Crookshanks, who had wandered in after them gave Salmon P. Chase trying to get it. He knocked over some things that were on a lowly penning desk in his mad scramble of a avocation. `` Bad pussycat ! '' Hermione tried to grab him.

'' It's alright, Hermione, he didn't break anything. '' Harry sounded exhausted even to himself as he picked up the quill feather and ink. The others must have noticed how fag out he was and said their goodnights leaving only Ron, who was helping Hermione coax cable Crookshanks out from under the bed. Harry laughed when he glanced over at Hedwig- he couldn't help it. She had puffed herself up, put her Chin up and was making serenity squeak as if to say, You would never see me comport in such a way. I'm a good pet. Ron gave up and left, bore to mark out more of his room. Hermione was still half under the bed when she screamed.



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Chapter 6 : Showdown in Diagon alleyway

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ticker in his throat, Harry quickly grabbed Hermione's legs and pulled her out from under the bed just as the snitch, followed closely by Crookshanks, flew by. They missed her face by inch. `` Sorry Crookshanks, fun's over. '' He said as he reached out and captured the snitch before helping Hermione to her feet.

'' Sorry. '' She mumbled, her face flush. He could read her embarrassment and merely grinned at her. `` Goodnight. '' She quickly gathered Crookshanks in her limb and headed off to her own room.

Harry looked around, knowing at once that he would not be able to sleep in this room- not yet. He quickly changed out of his dress into jean and a sweatshirt before grabbing one of the books from his ledge. On the way down to the living-room, he was stopped on the landing place of the third flooring by a midget blowup that had come from the twins'elbow room. Smoke was billowing around the border of the door and he could try the son'muffled argumentation as they blamed each former for the error. He shrugged and continued on his way trusting that whatever just happened, Fred and George would get it under control.

The next few dark he stayed in the parlor dozing on the lounge and it suited him just fine. That is until Mrs. Weasley finally caught him one night and sent him to his own room. `` It's my planetary house now. '' He grumbled as he climbed the step. `` I should be capable to sleep where I want. '' Though instead of going to his elbow room, which he only used to change, he decided to take over the guestroom… It appeased mollie and kept him from having to confront the feelings that arose when he thought of taking over Sirius's room, making it the perfect berth for him to hide.

( BREAK )

With a hebdomad left money box school started, Molly had finally agreed to admit them all to Diagon alley for playscript and provision, much to Ron's ease. The attack on the Ministry had been proven to be just that. His, Harry and Hermione's comportment had been a coincidence and this fact is what allowed them to finally be let out of the house. commodity thing since they all felt cabin febrility creeping into their brains.

Traveling by the floo system, they arrived at Fred and George's shop, coughing through a cloud of dust as they began batting soot off of each other. Harry and Hermione had never been to the store before so Ron and Ginny led them around, browsing through everything as mollie scolded the twins for never cleaning their fireplace. A particular product called Spew chewing, which promised the jokester that whoever bit into the confect would take in their mouths filled with the retched sense of taste of screw up drivel, made Ron wonder if he could ever again accept any nutrient from his blood brother without fear.

Their get-go stop after saying goodbye to the twin was Gringott's to pick up some money. Ron now had his own vault housing the generous amount Canicula had given him, and he made his mother allow him to use this to purchase his own shoal things, as she let Fred and George use their own cash in hand. After a bit of an parameter she agreed, though she seemed saddened by the thought that yet another one of her kid no longer seemed to postulate her. He felt bad, but also liked the taste of Independence that spending his own money afforded him. molly went off with Ginny to buy her some new robe, leaving him and his friends free to betray at their leisure for the minute until they were to all receive up at the bookstore. often to Hermione's dissatisfaction, they spent a bit of time in the sporting shop. Amused by the off faces she was making, Ron suggested their following stop be the stationary store, though she didn't perk up until after she had bought several new quills and ringlet of parchment.

As they made their way back down the street, Harry pointed out lupine sitting outside the ice pick shop, the first of all time they had really seen him since the Ministry. He had been staying at the family of row, but Tonks brought him his nutrient and he only left his way for club get together. Now he greeted them with a smile as they approached, happily agreeing to stay a little longer and have a treat with them.

'' What have you been up to ? '' Hermione asked as the waitress brought their desserts. `` We never see you. You're like a fantasm. ``

'' I've just been thinking a lot. '' lupine assured her. `` Plus the full moon is coming, so I'll have to be leaving soon. And… '' he paused to dramatically take another collation of his ice cream. `` …I demand to decide what I am going to teach all of you this year. '' Harry dropped his spoon in shock and the three of them stared at Lupin excitedly.

'' Are you going to learn Defense again ? '' Ron asked, his mouth still full. He swallowed the cold lump, feeling it cooling his inside as it slid down. `` What about all the parents ? ``

'' Albus sent out a varsity letter to every parent, letting them know his programme. He's using the money Sothis left him to take out insurance with the ministry for me. That seemed to placate most of them, enough for the movement to pass anyway. '' lupine checked his sentry. `` Well, I better be going. I still have a few things to take care of around here before I can go back home. See you all there ! ''

After he left, they leisurely finished their treats, talking and watching the people go by. `` Would you mind if we stopped in at the pet shop ? I need to pick up some owl goody. '' Harry asked as they finally rose to leave.

'' Sounds well to me. I need to see if I can find a freehanded cat carrier for Crookshanks… he just seems to be getting magnanimous and bigger. '' Hermione sighed.

'' Maybe because you feed him all day long. '' Ron teased. `` You spoil that cat too much. ``

'' He's special. '' She argued simply, crossing her coat of arms and turning away from him.

'' Whatever you say Mione. '' Harry grinned, joining Ron in teasing her.

'' Yeah special doesn't have to equal nearly despoil housecat ever. '' He added. Both son laughed as she stomped ahead of them into the pet shop.

Leaving them to piece things out for their brute, Ron went off to inspect the critters on show. He was sad that he no longer had Scabbers, though as he reminded himself how that had turned out he decided that maybe another pet wasn't the way to go. Although, he really did miss having something to manage for… well maybe he'd talking to Hagrid- or better yet, Charlie. So putting the retrieve aside for later reflection he continued on, fawning over the assorted brute that came to tally him out.

Neville found him a bit later, quite busy playing with the pup. Apparently he was there to buy yet another Cage for Trevor the Houdini of toads, and following Ron to the front, he was greeted warmly by Harry and Hermione. They completed their purchase while catching up, since they'd last seen each early at Harry's birthday party. With a few minutes to give up before they had to forgather mollie and Ginny, they all four stepped out on the street to plan their next stop. Upon trying to enter the confect store they literally ran into another foursome trying to croak, causing Neville to accrue backwards into the street. Looking up, Ron took in the hatful of none other than Dragon Malfoy, fairy Parkinson and their moron body guard, Vincent Crabbe and Ugo Buoncompagni Goyle. He and Harry glared at them as they helped Neville to his feet.

'' My dad will be out of Azkaban soon, Potter. Expect payback. '' Malfoy quietly threatened.

'' You really think you frighten away me ? After what I've been through, you really bear me to be shaking in my shoes ? '' Harry returned.

'' If you're as impertinent as you pretend to be. '' Malfoy sneered.

'' What makes you think you or your father are scarey than Voldemort ? '' Hermione returned.

'' How dare you speak the Dark noble's epithet in my bearing, mudblood ! '' he turned to her, his eyes wide.

'' Can't you at least come in up with new insults ? '' She asked impatiently. `` Half breed, mudblood, Weasel. It's all getting a little oil production. ``

'' Mind your own business frizz promontory. '' Pansy said pushing Hermione. Instantly, Harry had his wand out, followed quickly by Ron and Neville. For a consequence, the Slitheryns looked scared.

Then Malfoy's face twisted into a smile. `` Go ahead ! Use them. ``

'' Normally, you aren't worth getting kicked out of school day for, Malfoy. But if you make me use this wand, think me, I WILL wee-wee it Charles Frederick Worth my while. '' Harry glared never moving his oculus from the other son. Ron tried to have himself appear as menacing as his friend.

'' Um Harry ? '' Hermione put her script on his arm and he lowered his wand looking around. Malfoy and his minions were also taking in the scene, terror evident on their faces, and apparently just as storm as Ron to discover that Gryffindors and appendage of the DA had so suddenly surrounded them. There was : doyen doubting Thomas and Seamus Finnigan, Luna Lovegood, Annapurna and Padma Patil with Lavender Brown, the Creevey brothers, Ernie MacMillan, Book of Zachariah Julia Evelina Smith, Hannah archimandrite and Susan Bones, and Lee Jordan with Fred and George IV. They obviously came to see what the trouble was about, as everyone of them had their wand out and ready.

Harry grinned with superbia. `` Looks like you're a little outnumbered, Malfoy. Unless you feel you could take aim us all on ? ``

'' You'll get yours, potter. '' Malfoy promised hollowly. And with that they retreated.

Without a Logos, everyone else went back to what they were doing as if nada had happened at all. Hermione looked at the three boys, her human face full of trouble. `` We'll definitely have to be careful this year you guys. Did you catch what he said ? ``

'' No, what ? '' Neville asked.

'' He called Voldemort, the Dark Lord. '' Harry answered for her, still watching Draco's retreat.

'' So ? '' Ron asked as they began making their way to the bookstore.

'' Ronald, honestly, how do you walk and talk at the like clip ? '' Hermione asked, letting her frustration show.

'' piles of pattern. '' Ron grinned, though the scuttlebutt scathe. He didn't like knowing he didn't catch on to things as quickly as his friend ; and he especially didn't like knowing they thought it too. He wanted so badly to look goodness in Hermione's eyes, just once.

'' Ron, only last feeder call him the iniquity Lord. '' Harry shook his foreland and added quickly, `` Now is not the time or place to discuss this. We have to see your mum and Ginny. ``

They waved good-bye to Neville and hurried into the bookstore where molly was tapping her animal foot impatiently. `` And what took you three so long ? ``

'' We ran into some youngster from shoal. '' Ron answered honestly and he, Harry and Hermione hurried in the store.

( time out )

Later that nighttime in Hermione's way, they told Ginny and the Gemini the Twins exactly what had happened, including Malfoy choice of words.

'' Do you really think he joined Voldemort ? '' Ginny asked.

'' Don't know, he was wearing long sleeves so we couldn't see if he had the mark. '' Hermione said searching the shelves for a book.

'' Maybe he wanted to cover it. The dark score isn't exactly something you want the public knowing you have. '' Fred suggested.

'' Just because he was wearing long sleeve in summer doesn't mean he's hiding anything. Harry wears them all the time. '' Saint George pointed out.

She caught the pall look Harry quickly shot her and Ron. `` That's right. '' Hermione agreed definitively. `` Besides, do you really think Malfoy has what it takes to deal with Voldemort ? His father, yes… but him ? Come on. ``

'' So why did he say it then Miss-I-Know-Everything ? '' Fred asked, clearly teasing her.

'' To pall us ? To make himself appear more important ? Because it's how Voldemort was referred to as he grew up ? There are a number of reasons. '' She found the book she was looking for and quickly changed the subject. `` Harry ! seem what I found out earlier. ``

Pulling the playscript caused the stallion thing to swing open, revealing the back of Harry's bookshelf. She pushed and Harry's way was visible through the make-do threshold. `` There's another one on this side leading to Ron's room through his Calluna vulgaris cabinet. Our rooms are all connected to each early. '' She grinned.

'' Whoa ! '' Ron said, running to his way. In a instant he had found the trip to afford the passage way to Hermione's room and pushed receptive her bookcase. `` This is so cool ! ``

Hermione wondered why their rooms were all linked to each former, but Fred and George had merely been worry to know if there were any more secluded things scattered throughout the firm. Their excitement was infectious and everyone left to chequer their rooms. Hermione sat alone on her bed, feeling uncertain. When Grimmauld lieu had housed the Blacks, it had been a foul, serious thing. Was it really that different ? Perhaps she was just too mistrustful ; after all just because good things rarely happened didn't mean they never happened. And besides, Canicula had given Harry the house and she trusted Sirius. variety of. The man had seemed to care danger the same way Harry and the other boys did. She just hoped they didn't come to alike ends.

( BREAK )

After awhile, Mrs. Weasley called dinner and the teens gathered on the landing to channelise down. They were all surprised to see Luna Lovegood seated at the tabular array as Molly bustled around the kitchen. `` Hi. '' She greeted them with a friendly smile, as if her being there was nil out of the ordinary.

'' Oh, I forgot to tell you, I invited Luna to last out until school starts. '' Ginny said turning to Harry. `` We ran into each other in Diagon back street and she said her Padre had to go out of townspeople. You don't judgment, do you, Harry ? '' she added sweetly.

'' Of course not, the more the merrier. '' He said calmly, though he was panicking on the inside. Having Luna here meant the guestroom would be used, which meant he would have to sleep in his own room, Sirius's elbow room, tonight. He couldn't exactly turn Luna away, he would never turn away any of his Quaker if they needed a favor… especially someone as destitute as Luna seemed to be. The girl may be strange, but that also made her interest and he found he actually liked having her around as he never knew what she was going to say. But as much as he decided he liked Luna, he also really didn't want to be forced into being stuck in a place that so decidedly reminded him of his godfather. He didn't know what to do and persist lost in his own thoughts until Lupin, who had decided to link them at the tabular array that Nox, stood up so fast that his chair toppled over.

'' I can't take up it anymore ! '' He yelled. `` Sirius was right-hand, I just have to do it ! No more waiting, no more game ! ``






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Chapter 7 : Confessions

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'' Nymphadora Tonks, I'm so madly in passion with you that I can't think straight ! I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. I know you probably don't feel the Lapplander and that's alright, but I just couldn't hold it in any longer ! '' The room was silent as everyone stared at lupin in shock. Quietly, he picked up his president and sat down, trying very hard to seem as if nothing had happened as his face reddened.

They were all now looking at Tonks waiting with bated breath to see what happened. She simply shook her head and with an embarrassed jape said, `` Well, Remus, I guess that means I'll have to forgive you for calling me Nymphadora. '' Ron snickered and the girls all smiled at each other. `` Can I talk to you in the former room for a arcminute ? '' She got up and went to the parlor. lupine once again knocked over the chairwoman in his rushing to follow.

Fred and George VI were already getting out a pair of extendable ears when their mother glared at them. `` Just singular. '' They both mumbled putting away their invention.

'' What do you think she'll say ? '' Ginny asked excitedly.

'' She'll probably admit she likes him too. '' Harry said.

'' But he doesn't like her, he LOVES her ! '' Ron said laughing.

'' All of you go to your suite. '' Mrs. Weasley snapped. `` And leave them alone in there ! ``

Harry liked that, being ordered around in his own house. If it were anyone other than mollie Weasley, he might have said something. But he couldn't bring himself to do anything other than obey the char who worked so hard to care for him the way she did all her children. Besides, a large division of him enjoyed that she treated him no differently than one of her own.

The teens made their way back up to Hermione's room where they endlessly discussed the dissimilar consequence for lupin and Tonks as well as their excitement to be returning to school day. Harry found he was very much enjoying himself, talking, joking and laughing with his Friend. He had missed this while being locked away with the Dursleys.

'' Well, '' George said as he and Fred got up after a long while, `` we're going to get a head start on our homework, it being triton year and all for us. ``

Everyone looked at them in amazement. `` You aren't serious ? '' Ron demanded.

The twins laughed, `` Of course not piddling brother, we do own some experiments to get to though. '' Fred said with a instant as they apperated to their room. Harry, Ron and Ginny laughed, while Luna didn't even inconvenience oneself to depend up from her upside down transcript of the caviller. But Hermione was sullen.

'' Those two. They're only coming back to play quidditch ! '' She said angrily. The early three only laughed harder.

Eventually Ginny and Luna left to really go do some homework since they were both in their OWL year. When Hermione kicked the boy out so she could read, Harry challenged Ron to a secret plan of adept's Bromus secalinus in an attempt to avoid his own room a minuscule yearner. After winning three plot in a row however, Ron decided he wanted to go to bed. He tried to go to Hermione's room to `` adopt a book of account that would put him right to sleep '' only to find that she had locked him out. `` Well ! I like that ! '' he said with his work force on his hips, looking so practically like his mother that Harry had to stifle a laugh. Ron settled for a book on the history of quidditch and no longer having any excuse, Harry went to his own room.

After changing to his usual jersey and sleep trouser, he warily climbed into bed. For almost an hour, he tried to sleep but every time he closed his center, horrible images from his nightmare flashed through his mind. After a final toss and go he gave up, realizing he needed to verbalize to mortal, to get these images out of his head. But who ? Lupin was probably still dealing with Tonks- or they were busy doing something he'd rather not interrupt. Ron would be snoring by now, and though Friend with Ginny and Luna, they just didn't know enough about him. That left Hermione, who was always so smart and virtual. She would undoubtedly know what to say.

The fire in his room had gone out so he wrapped his blanket around himself as he got out of bed and went to the secret threshold, hoping that Hermione hadn't locked him out as well. She hadn't. Slowly opening the bookcase so as not to wake her if she had fallen asleep, he let out a sigh of relief upon seeing she was indeed awake, sitting up in bed reading.

'' Couldn't sopor ? '' She asked with business organization as she glanced up from her novel, seemingly unsurprised to see him.

'' Too a great deal is going on in my head, I just can't .... '' Harry broke off, still incertain if he should discommode her with his problems.

She sighed, put her Word of God away and patted the huge distance next to her on the bed. `` I knew you'd give in sooner or later. ``

He looked up as he settled himself comfortably beside her. `` What do you imply ? ``

'' Harry, we all know how much you've been through and yet you feel the motive to keep it all to yourself. It was only a subject of fourth dimension before it'd all need to come out. I'm not trying to be ‘ Miss-know-it-all'as Fred likes to call me, it's just that I do know you so well, and no one could go through so much without suffering side effects. ``

'' You have no idea. '' He proceeded to tell her about the nightmare and how he hadn't been sleeping in his room because it scared him. Once he got started, words kept pouring out of his sassing, matter that had been weighing on him for years. It was as if once he let out one closed book, he couldn't stop the flood waiting behind it. Without meaning to, he told her what it was really like for him as a minor with the Dursleys, what he had to endure as Vernon's unwanted nephew. He confessed how he feared that his victories over immorality were all hazard, how hangdog he felt about Cedric and Sirius, and what had really happened at the end of the Tri-wizard tournament, with his parents coming out of Voldemort's wand along with Cedric to help protect him. She listened without saying a Son, her nerve becoming angry in certain parts and concerned in others. `` What if I'm not who everyone thinks I am, Hermione ? What if I'm nothing but the Boy-Who-Got-Lucky-and-Lived ? '' He finally looked at her, waiting to see if she'd agree, if she'd yell and say she knew all the time that he was a phony.

'' Oh, Harry. '' She sighed as she lay down. He lay too, so that they were facing each other. Now that he was done talking, he realized that he was exhausted. `` Maybe you did get prosperous, the first two times. I mean as a baby, there really wasn't anything you could do, your mother's legerdemain protected you then. And our number 1 year, well, he wasn't at his broad force, which was why he needed the sorcerer's Oliver Stone. But what about everything else, Harry ? No one is that lucky. Sure you had help, you had people looking out for you, but when it came down to it, your determination did it all. ``

He was skeptical `` I don't know. It's just that- ''

'' No. '' She interrupted. `` Harry, why are you so set against yourself and your science ? Who taught a Defense club last class ? Who got an O+ on their grades ? Who, time and again, risks his aliveness for the people he cares about ? It's not that you're playing the hero, Harry. It just that you are the hero, it's in your blood, and as long as you are you, I will follow, no matter the danger, as will Ron and anyone else who believes in you. '' She looked like she wanted to say something else, but was holding back.

He didn't push button for more though since he already had binge in his optic and was determined not to let them go down in figurehead of her ... she'd seen him cry enough. But these were the wrangle he had so desperately needed to hear ; that it wasn't his foolishness but his courage that had made the others want to be and forgive no topic where he led- that people believed in him.

Hermione took his hand and smiled at him sadly. `` This is the life you were given, it may not be fair, but now you know you don't have to hold everything yourself. good looking around and there will always be masses to a greater extent than willing to help you, because you are as much the mascot of good as Voldemort is of immorality. '' She added softly.

Me… the mascot of good. He thought. That's what it will follow down to in the end, me and him. He pondered whether or not to also tell her about the prophesy. It was the only when affair he had held back, not wanting her to be scared for him. `` Hermione, there's something else. ``

'' If it's about those horrible people you live with all I can say is that they better watch out for when I come of age, because they're going to be in so very much trouble. '' She looked at his arm, which still had a few fleet gull on it.

'' No, it's about the prophesy. '' He answered, smiling in bitchiness of the sobriety of the secret he was about to share.

'' The one that got smashed ? I thought no one heard it. ``

'' I did, later in Dumbledore's office. '' He admitted.

She sat up in surprisal. `` Well ? ``

'' Basically, it said that a nestling would be born at the end of July who Voldemort will scar his equal. '' Harry paused to reveal his scar. `` One of them will have to take out the other, because apparently they can't both live together on this planet at the same time. '' He finished paraphrasing, not bothering to hide the frustrated hopelessness he felt. `` I think it's pretty obvious who the prophesy was talking about. ``

'' So you have to vote out or be killed ? '' Her astonishment quickly turned to anger. `` Why didn't you tell us sooner ? There's got to be another way. ``

'' I don't think there is, and I don't think I can do it. For all my hatred, all my painfulness and awe, for everything he and his follower have taken from me, I don't think I could live with myself if I murdered him. ``

She lay down and took his hand again. `` We'll find another way. '' She promised. `` Maybe it just meant that you will be the one to find a way to hold back him. '' She added hopefully.

'' Maybe. '' He replied without very much sentence. Despite the current thread of their conversation he did palpate happier, calorie-free somehow. It apparently helped a lot knowing that he had somebody he could trust with everything, every piece of himself. There was just one thing left wing and he knew it was silly, but he still didn't want to sleep in his room. `` Um, Hermione ? ``

'' Of path you can kip here, you already take in your blanket. '' She answered with a sad smile.

'' Thanks, I'm just not fix yet, to bear ... '' he trailed off. There were so many things he wasn't ready to accept as fact.

'' I understand, Harry. '' She said quietly. Within minute, he was on his way to a restful, dreamless night.

( jailbreak )

Hermione watched as Harry's breathing evened out and he fell into a deep sleep. He'd confided so much to her, her head was reeling with data. Of track she'd known his childhood hadn't been the greatest, but to find out the true depth of his unhappiness and how unloved and unwanted he'd felt for so long, it broke her sum. Her own parents were supportive though strict with sure ideas about what their girl should be… but she knew they loved her as long as she continued to be successful. To try and depict a life where it hadn't mattered to anyone whether you were there or not, it was abysmal. thought process of the life sentence he could have had if his parents had survived, she felt Harry's ira towards their headmaster justified. To go so long believing you are nothing to anyone and then slowly be fed selective information about just how require and needed you were, she just couldn't imagine the detriment and frustration he must feel.

As to the rest, she now better see his question about himself. Sure she'd questioned him and his judgement in the past tense, and would probably continue to do so. But that was due to her own flaws, not his. She found it incredibly difficult to live the way the others did, to just chute in without thinking and get things done. She would always see all the problems, the agency thing could go wrong. Harry and the Weasley minor may search at everything they've been through as adventurous, but she only saw a grievous disregard for bureau ... not that it had ever stopped her from going along.

And now this prophesy, it couldn't be true ! Logically she knew there were casualties in war and that's what they were at the beginning of, a frightening war of necromancer. It had never occurred to her that Harry could turn a loss, and it didn't seem viable now. But before, she'd always thought that it would be a sort of squad effort- that no one would feature to do anything alone. Well screw the prophesy. She would be there in the end, as would the others she was sure. Just because some seer claimed it was going to materialise that way didn't mean they couldn't change it. Besides, that sort of thing was so open air to rendition, who knew if it actually meant what it seemed to ?

Still holding her mitt, Harry squeezed it in his rest looking peaceful at last. She sighed out her frustration and closed her middle, letting her tiredness take over. Whatever was going to materialize with Harry would happen in it's own metre, for now she was happy just to be here with him in the moment.

( BREAK )

The side by side good morning at breakfast, everyone was anxious to come up out about what had happened between Lupin and Tonks and when she walked into the kitchen alone, all eyes were on her. Harry watched her blush a little at finding she was the center of attending before smiling shyly as she asked, `` Has anyone seen my boyfriend this morning ? '' With that the teens were up and cheering, and somehow lilliputian fireworks escaped into the room. Fred and George only cheered louder when Mrs Weasley turned to shout at them.

Everyone settled down after molly threatened not to feed in them if they didn't. When Lupin walked in a few moments later though, they all erupted into cheerfulness again. This time, even Mrs. Weasley was smiling and waited a full minute before silencing them. `` Well, done Moony. '' Fred and George said as Lupin took a seat succeeding to Tonks. He awkwardly kissed her brass, and the teens either groaned or made kissing noises.

lupin turned bright red and Tonks muttered, `` Grow up. ``

'' We're in the process of doing just that. '' Ginny said smartly.

( BREAK )

The adjacent few daytime passed pleasantly. Without being asked by Harry, Hermione kept everything that was said between them to herself, even the prophesy, though she did pep up him to ploughshare that patch of information with the others. He wasn't ready to do that yet nor was he ready to sleep in his own room. Hermione allowed him to stay with her but had told him that he better be ready by their winter shift from school because she wasn't going to let him be scared of Dog Star's memory forever.

The day before they were to return to Hogwarts Harry, Ron, Ginny, and the twins begged Mrs. Weasley to let them bring down the burrow so they could drill quidditch out in the open, using every persuasive tactic they could think of. After only an hour, she agreed and twenty minutes later they arrived by floo powder.

'' She's losing her touch. '' Fred remarked.

'' Yeah, usually it takes at least three hours before she gives in to something she didn't want to agree to in the for the first time place. '' George added with a wide grin.

'' Well, it probably helped that Tonks and I agreed to keep an eye on all of you. '' lupin told them.

'' Keeping an eye on us ? If that's what you two wan na send for it. '' George shot back. Both adult blushed before walking to the sharpness of the yard to watch over the kids play their game.

In ordination to get some fresh air, Hermione and Luna had gone with and were sitting on the grass reading and talking. At one spot when Harry looked over, they were oceanic abyss in conversation, their foreland close together. `` Weird, '' He said to himself, `` normally, they don't even like each other. ``

Harry gave the Weasley kids a secret plan plan he had been working on in his mind and under the Gemini'taunt about being captain, they perfected it. It felt so good to be out in the open, to zoom through the air and feel the pull of the wind as it whipped through him. On his broom, he was weightless… he was liberal. Flying gave him the escape he needed and contribution of him wanted to turn his broom and head for the celestial horizon, to exit behind this life and keep going until he could no longer stay in the air. Of trend he couldn't do that, not now… but maybe someday when this war was all over and he could be assured of the condom of everyone he cared about.

They played until sunset, which was when they'd been ordered to be home, and they arrived at Grimmauld Place dirty, sweaty and happy. Mrs. Weasley immediately sent the teens to moisten up and they raced to comply before hungrily invading the kitchen. It seemed that mollie had outdone even herself that dark at dinner. The going away feast she'd prepared was spectacular, with decent delicious food for all the occupier of the sign as well as the several guests who had come by to see the teens off. pecker and Charlie, who had taken some prison term off from their normal jobs to assist the Order, were entertaining the girl with muggle conjuring trick tricks, while Helen Newington Wills and Kingsley were cryptic in conversation with Tonks, lupine and Arthur. Everyone was in good spirits and the humour was light and happy. After awhile, Mrs. Weasley broke up the belittled party, sending the teen to end up packing material and go to bed since they had to be up early.

Harry quickly threw everything in his trunk, changed into his sleepwear, and started for the hugger-mugger doorway to once more bunk with Hermione. But something made him break and he turned, looking around at the room that was so meticulously made up to suit him. True, it had been Sirius's room… but Sirius had wanted Harry to stimulate it, to ingest the unhurt firm. Perhaps being so close to returning to Hogwarts was making him sentimental… but more than that, something told him he needed to toughen up to get through the next shoal year. The fact that the tiny part in his nous telling him these thing sounded very a good deal like Luna Lovegood was unsettling, considering they didn't know each other very well, but he couldn't argue that the vocalism made good sense. After all, how was he ever supposed to go against Voldemort when he couldn't even face the memory haunting his room ? Making the determination to be a big boy and sleep there tonight, he went to assure Hermione.

'' Harry ! '' She said as soon as he entered. `` I promised I wouldn't Tell, but it's just too funny ! ``

'' narrate what ? ``

'' Promise you'll hold back it a secret ? ``

'' You mean like you are ? '' He teased and she glared at him. `` Alright, I promise. ``

'' Luna has a crush ! ``

Luna, who he'd just been thinking was somehow in his straits giving him advice. `` It's not on me is it ? '' He asked nervously. Though he wasn't sure what his type of fille was, he didn't think Luna was it. But then again, that wasn't fair… he didn't know anything other than that the miss was unusual and oddness wasn't necessarily a reason to dismiss a person.

'' individual's entire of himself. '' Hermione said. Her tone joked, but her eyes were saying something unlike, something he could almost see…. `` No, it's RON ! '' she added quickly, breaking off his concentration.

'' What about me ? '' Ron asked coming through his side of the secret transition. Apparently, Hermione had forgotten to lock it.

'' zilch. '' Harry and Hermione said together. They glanced quickly at each former.

'' Okay… wellspring, Harry I, uh, wanted to ask you something about tomorrow. '' He gestured that they go into Harry's room. `` Privately. ``

With another look at Hermione, Harry followed him into his room and closed the bookcase. `` What's up ? ``

'' What were you guys saying about me ? '' Ron asked rectify away.

'' Nothing. '' Harry quickly answered, remembering his promise to keep the underground. Besides he was sure Luna would be mortified if she knew they had told Ron before she was ready… or before Ron was ready to discover it.

'' Did she say something about someone liking me ? '' He pressed.

Harry was aflutter. His ally had hit the nail on the head. `` Um .... ''

'' I knew it. She told you she liked me, right ? ''

He was taken aback for a moment. `` Um, no. I can honestly say she said nothing about her liking you. ``

'' Oh. Do you think she does ? '' Ron asked hopefully, though it was percipient that he was also nervous to finally gap this topic with anyone.

'' In a More than friends way ? I can't say for sure ... but I don't think so. '' Harry could feel heat rising to his case. He knew he was blushing and figured it was the uncomfortable matter they were discussing.

'' You don't ? ``

'' Sorry partner, I don't think so at all. ``

'' Oh. '' Ron's aspect fell. `` Do you call back she could ? ``

'' Why are you asking me ? '' He was thrown off by his sudden anger. He didn't understand why this was bothering him so badly.

Ron also seemed surprised by Harry's smell. `` Because lately you two are always off talking about something privately. '' He answered defensively.

'' And you think all we do is verbalize about you ? '' The words were out before he realized what he was saying.

Ron looked hurt. `` mulct, she doesn't like me, or at least tell you she likes me. Sorry. ``

'' She doesn't assure me she likes you because she doesn't. Not in that way. Maybe you should get a new compaction. '' Why was he saying these things ? Harry's oral fissure was completely out of his controller, speaking before thinking. Ron turned without another Book and left the room through the normal passage and Harry heard a door slam down the hall.

Within seconds, Hermione entered his way through the bookcase. `` What was that all about ? ``

'' Nothing. '' He turned his dorsum so she wouldn't see his face.

'' It didn't sound like nothing. What happened ? '' she asked, full of concern.

'' Nothing alright ? By the way, I'm sleeping in here tonight. Got ta get used to being by myself. '' He said moodily.

'' Harry .... ''

He turned to her, carefully keeping his face blank shell. `` I'm really tired, okay. I kept Luna's enigma since that's what you really want to fuck, so goodnight. '' He gently pushed her to her room, closing and locking the bookcase so she couldn't come back. Grabbing a account book, he angrily threw it across the room. What was improper with him ? Why was he yelling at Ron about liking Hermione ? A sudden sentiment crossed his mind, but he quickly dismissed it. It was just impossible. He turned out the visible radiation and got into bed, welcoming the incubus in place of what he was thinking, because what he was thinking was more than he could handle decently now.

( BREAK )

Ron didn't know what to opine. He couldn't understand what Harry's problem was ! They were all growing up now, and sure Hermione maybe wasn't the young lady he'd envisioned himself with, but he couldn't help what he was feeling. As much as the daughter annoyed him, as much as she corrected him and as much as she threw her intelligence service in their faces, there was something about her that made him want to be near her all the time. All he had hoped was that Harry could offer insight, that Hermione had confided in their protagonist that she had feelings like to his own. So why had Harry jumped down his throat ?

He kicked off his covers, ineffective to sleep. He was too disordered. Deciding on a secret plan of pool to calm himself, he silently made his way downstairs and into the parlor. `` Hey. '' A voice in the corner of the dimly lit room made him jump.

Turning he found Ginny sitting in one of the armchairs, a small book and pen in her lap. `` What are doing down here. '' he demanded of his sister. `` You scared me to dying. ``

'' A bit of an overstatement. '' She smirked. `` I couldn't sleep so I came down here to save in my diary. What are you doing down here ? ``

'' I couldn't quietus either. I wanted to shoot some pool. You up for a game ? '' he asked hopefully, suddenly glad of the company.

'' Sure. '' She smiled slightly. `` So, what's keeping you up tonight ? ``

'' A small fight with Harry. '' He answered shortly as he racked the balls.

'' About what ? ``

'' nothing. ``

'' Really ? A fight about nil is keeping you awake ? '' she asked standing adjacent to him, waiting for her turn.

Ron felt block. But maybe his sister, who was friends with Hermione as well, could move over him the perceptiveness he'd been denied by Harry. `` It was about this stupid crush I have on Hermione. I thought I heard them talking about me and I was hoping she'd told him that she likes me too. Instead, he got all mad and told me to find a new crush. ``

'' You're an moron. '' She smacked him hard on the back of his head.

'' Ow ! What the hell ? '' he rubbed his straits, looking at her warily.

'' Of course he doesn't want to severalise you she likes you, he wants her to like him ! '' Ginny said.

'' What ? What are you talking about ? ``

'' He likes her, and she likes him. They're both either too shy or too stubborn to admit it. Anyone can see it though. I know I can. '' She sounded tip over and he remembered her own crush.

'' What's awry, Gin ? You want him to like you instead ? ``

'' fountainhead, wouldn't you want her to like you instead ? It's just not the way it is. ``

'' Is this something she told you ? ``

'' Of class not. I can just say. ``

He leaned over to line up his snapshot, his head a offer of thoughts and emotions. Once more, Harry was going to get something that he wanted and it hurt. `` How come I didn't see it ? '' he wondered out loud.

'' Because guys never pay attention to anything authoritative. '' She answered bitterly. `` Between my chum, my guy friends and my boyfriends, I feel like you all just shut off your senses to anything that doesn't need your attending, including me. ``

'' cartel me Ginny, you are pretty hard to disregard. ``

'' Yeah, so says you. Meanwhile I move to the binding of your mind as soon as your friends show up. ``

'' They're your friends too, you know. And you're my Sister. You'll always mean more than to me than they do. ``

'' We'll see. '' She said quietly under her breath as she took her shot, sinking in two balls.

'' There's no hope for me and Hermione then ? '' he asked.

'' Not until she and Harry get each former out of their system. Right now, whether they even know it or not, they are only interest in each other. That could change given the good stimulus I suppose, but why bother. They'll probably tire of each early pretty quickly. ``

Ron didn't think that was the case. While they finished their plot, he tuned her out for the nigh part, thinking back to everything he knew about his two in force ally. Nothing seemed to designate to any great love affair, but at the same metre, all he could imagine was how often good sense it made. OK, so this would be one more thing Harry bested him at- he could live with it. At to the lowest degree, he hoped he could.



A/N : Next up, they head to Hogwarts and the train ride gives the gang a few problems. Let me find out your thoughts on this chapter and the story thus far and stay tuned for more Harry thrower and the halo of Mykele.

NOTE : References to the prophesy from Harry potter and the orderliness of the phoenix by J.K. Rowling

Chapter 8 : Drama On circuit card the Hogwarts Express

bank bill : bombast, fustian, it all belongs to J.K. Rowling. You know the drill. Read, critical review, enjoy !

　

Harry awoke the succeeding first light to yelling from all over the house as everyone prepared to get out. He got dressed quickly, glancing around the room to be sure he had everything he needed. His eye landed on some blank lambskin on his desk and suspicion told him not to forget it. Picking it up he realized it was the natural endowment Lupin had given him for his birthday and he instantly felt a pang of guilt. He had never gone and asked about it like he was supposed to. Not that lupine hasn't been too preoccupied to come remind me. Harry thought with a wry smile. lupin and Tonks had become inseparable in a few short Clarence Shepard Day Jr., letting little else occupy their time except each early. Well, there would be time enough at school to ask about the strange gift.

Happy to be reminded that his friend would be back teaching that year, he threw the parchment in his automobile trunk and dragged it downstairs along with Hedwig's cage, letting the owl ride along on his articulatio humeri until they reached the bottom. She seemed distressed yet resigned to being placed in her cage for the trip and Harry was sure to throw some extra treats in to make up for her impermanent labour. From the doorway to the front room, he caught Ron and Hermione's centre and motioned them over. Hermione went right away, but Ron frowned and debated whether or not to get up. In the end, he followed Hermione.

finish night, Harry had stayed awake for hour trying to fancy things out. Now he knew. He knew that his intuitive feeling for Hermione may have begun to run cryptical than friendship, he knew that Ron had liked her in the same way for at least two years, and because of this, he knew he couldn't say anything to either of them. The only thing he didn't know, was whether Hermione liked either boy. And that was something he just wasn't ready to know, because if he was being fair with himself, these feelings may have been there all along, unrecognized. But he had to put it all aside- he couldn't live happily knowing that he caused Ron unhappiness.

'' Ron, I just wanted to say sorry for yelling at you. I don't sleep together what happened, it was just unexpected and I was tired and stressed. To be honest, I really don't know the answer to your interrogative sentence, but it could be possible. '' Harry said, forcing himself to include that it really could be potential that Hermione liked Ron.

To his surprise, Ron gave a small grin looking between Harry and Hermione. `` We'll talking later. '' He told Harry and walked into the kitchen to get breakfast, leaving his booster bewildered.

'' I'm sorry I snapped at you too. '' Harry said shaking his foreland and turning to Hermione side by side. `` I really didn't mean it and I would evidence you everything that happened, except it's probably something Ron would want to keep between ourselves right now. ``

'' I understand, Harry. I was just worried about you putting more tenseness on yourself by fighting with Ron. '' She quickly squeezed his hand and followed Ron into the kitchen. Harry smiled ; she was worried about him. But then a voice in his brain said, Who isn't these days ? He sighed and went to get his last repast before going home to Hogwarts.

An 60 minutes later, they were all packed in a magnanimous car Mr. Weasley had sent from the Ministry, speeding toward the train post. Tonks was once again behind the wheel and all passenger were hanging on for dear life. `` Can't you say something to her about her horrifying drive ? '' Ron asked Lupin as he was thrown to the floor when she stopped at a light.

'' No. '' Lupin answered looking just as shaken as everyone else.

'' But she's your lady friend ! '' Ron whispered violently.

'' And I'd like to keep it that way. A little turbulence can ca-ca the misstep exciting. '' lupine gave a weak smile. Finally, they pulled up to the place, much to the relief of all inside the vehicle.

'' Everyone out ! '' Tonks said happily.

Two at a time, they fell through to Platform 9 and ¾ and with fifteen hour until the train left, Lupin pulled Harry away from the others. `` You never came to ask me about your birthday pose. '' He said quietly as he nervously glanced over his shoulder.

Harry was taken aback. Having just been thinking of that lambskin a shortsighted patch ago, it almost felt as if he had sent the idea directly to his friend. `` Yeah I know… it slipped my brain actually, with everything else going on and all. But we can talk about it at school right ? ''

'' So you packed it ? '' Lupin asked anxiously.

'' Yeah. Of course. '' Harry's curiosity rose a footling in high spirits. `` What is it ? '' He couldn't assistant but ask.

'' It is a lean of hint to something I think you might find incredibly utilitarian. Sirius, James and I found the aim and hid it in cause we'd ever need it. However it was something we'd hoped we'd never need. I had forgotten about it until I came across the parchment last month while going through some old box. I figured you'd want to use it. ``

'' But what is it ? '' He asked again.

'' I can't William Tell you, Harry. I don't want to say too much here, you know… too many ears. To read the clues, tap it with your verge and say, '' he paused, looked around, then leaned in close to Harry's ear. `` Say ‘ We need to talk.''' He whispered.

Harry nodded to show that he had heard even if he didn't understand. Why did everything have to be shrouded in secret ? Why couldn't he ever get a straight person resolution from anyone ? The conductor yelled, `` All aboard ! '' and with a last waving to Chester Alan Arthur and Molly, Harry hurried after the others to get their usual compartment.

As they pulled away from the station, he asked Ginny and Neville to bring back refreshments for everyone, giving them a handful of money. After shooting him a strange flavor, Luna followed them out saying she was going to help carry everything back. Harry was beaming she seemed to have realized he wanted a hour alone with Ron and Hermione.

'' Before you go to the Prefect meeting, I just wanted to say sorry again. '' He started. `` I know everyone is stressed out and the last thing anyone needs is me being all Moody. ``

'' It's okeh Harry. We've had larger tilt before. '' Ron smiled and got up.

Hermione rose too. `` Relax Harry. We'll be back in no time, only the 5th year Prefects have to patrol the gear. '' She left and the male child could already hear her shouting at people in the following compartment.

'' I think she's a piddling too perfect for this job. '' Ron laughed.

'' Are you going to ask her if she has feelings for you ? '' This was the question Harry had been wanting to ask Ron since early that morning and it burst out of him before he could quit himself.

'' Naw, I think you're right. I need to line up person new. Besides, she likes you, and how can I contend ? '' He shrugged and turned to walk out the door.

'' What do you have in mind ? '' He yelled after him, but Ron kept going as if he didn't hear. Harry sat back down confused.

Ginny and the others returned with drinks and they settled in to play a game of exploding cinch. But he couldn't get his mind onto anything other than Ron's last words. Though he'd been felicitous to hear that his ally believed Hermione liked him instead, the timber of his voice had still carried a lot of hurt under the I-don't-care-attitude he'd tried to impersonate. The compartment threshold opened and Harry turned to say something to Ron, only to see that it was someone completely different.

'' Hi Harry, how was your summer ? '' Cho Chang asked with a Sweet smile.

'' Um, beneficial. Can I help you with something ? '' Harry was confused. At the end of last yr she'd been avoiding him, so what did she want now ?

'' Can I lecture to you privately for a minute ? '' She asked shyly.

Harry looked at his friends. Ginny shrugged her articulatio humeri, Neville was staring at the ground and Luna was looking through an old book of account with the visual aspect of being completely disinterested in anything at all. No help was forthcoming. `` Alright. '' He agreed and not knowing what else to do, got up and followed her down the hallway.

( BREAK )

Ginny didn't know how to experience anymore. Between having to admit outloud to Ron that Harry liked Hermione, trying to void Dean for as long as possible and watching Harry walk off with his ex-girlfriend she was tangled in an emotional naut mi. She tried not to designate it, putting on a felicitous face as she, Luna and Neville entertained each other until the other three returned. Apparently she wasn't doing a good enough job.

'' What's wrongly ? '' Neville asked her sweetly.

'' What do you imply ? nix's wrong. '' She answered sharply.

He looked at her with his big, chocolate-brown eyes and she felt herself soften. `` I don't know Ginny, you just seem different…quieter somehow. ``

She smiled at him, her first real number smile in a tenacious clock time. `` So if I'm not loud and obnoxious then there's something awry ? ``

'' You're never obnoxious. '' He answered shyly.

'' Just loud. '' Luna joked as she put her book down. `` But you are OK, rightfulness ? '' She asked seriously.

'' I'm amercement. What's improper with you two ? '' Ginny returned, feeling more than a picayune defensive.

'' Is it about Dean ? '' Neville asked suddenly. `` I'd heard you two were a span. ``

Although upset that they wouldn't let the capable drop, she once more couldn't service but smile. She knew Neville had a small crunch on her, and while she thought him incredibly sweet, she knew she would eat him alive if they were ever to be together. It still didn't stop her heart from warming when he looked at her the way he did. `` You're right, we were a couple. I've decided we aren't one anymore. You see ? I chose not to be with him so there's no reason to be upset. I promise you both, I'm fine. ``

Neville seemed pleased to hear she was once again individual, but Luna appeared unconvinced. `` I'm here if you need someone to talk to Ginny. Always. '' She promised.

'' Thanks, but like I've said a million prison term now, I'm fine. '' She insisted.

Luna simply nodded and opened her book again. `` If you say so. '' She said quietly.

( jailbreak )

They ran into Ron and Hermione outside the abandon compartment Cho had brought him to. `` I'll be back in a minute. '' Harry told them. Ron shook his chief and smiled wryly, but Hermione looked like she was fighting the impulse to say something. Grabbing his arm, Cho pulled him into the compartment and swiftly closed the door, cutting him off from his friend before settling herself comfortably. She patted the space next to her indicating that he should join her. Instead, he chose the buttocks across from her and crossed his arms, waiting for her to speak.

'' Harry, I think the time away from each other did us some serious. I know that it did for me, I've had a lot of metre to think and I'm sorry about the way things wound up between us. Maybe we should make it another try. '' She twirled her hair around her finger and smiled. Last year, Harry would feature found that cute, but now it was annoying him and he didn't know why… something about her was setting off alarm buzzer in his head and he instinctively became suspicious.

'' render what another try ? '' He asked carefully.

'' Us. '' She answered softly

'' Us ? '' His confusion grew.

'' Yes, us, you and me Harry. I think we should try to be together again. '' She appeared to be getting frustrated with his inability to realise her.

'' You weren't even talking to me at the end of last year. '' He sputtered out, unsure exactly what was going on.

'' Like I said, the clock time apart has done us safe, don't you think ? '' She was smiling, but Harry felt like there was something else behind it, and he could almost see what it was… something dark and boding. `` Harry ? '' she prodded interrupting his concentration.

He shook his head word and said the 1st thing that came to him. `` To be honest, I haven't thought about us at all this summer. '' He hadn't meant that to be so bad-mannered, but her face implied that's how she took it. He really wasn't too upset about it. `` Sorry. '' He said lamely as he got up and left.

Everyone turned as Harry reentered his own compartment. `` What was that all about ? '' Ron asked. It was obvious they had been talking about him because no one would gather his eye. Hermione was staring intently out the window.

'' Nothing. '' he answered as the threshold slammed spread behind him.

'' You can't just walk out on me in the middle of a discussion. '' Cho said angrily coming in and closing the door behind her. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ginny do a silencing charm on the compartment and pull the shades. He was grateful.

'' It was a treatment I didn't want to take in. '' Harry said, turning to face her and not caring if his actor's line were harsh. She was the one who had burst in and embarrassed him in front of his ally after all.

'' How could you say you hadn't thought about me all summer ? '' She demanded.

'' Because it was on-key ! I've had other matter on my mind. '' He yelled.

'' In face you didn't know, Voldemort is back. There are other things for Harry and the ease of us, yourself included, to interest about. So maybe you should save this for sometime later, when you two can talk over it calmly and privately. '' Luna said, never once looking up from her book. Harry admired her in that moment- she really didn't upkeep what anyone thinking of her.

'' Oh shut up. '' Cho yelled. `` This is between Harry and me ! ``

'' It was, you're the one who brought it to us. '' Ginny snapped back.

'' Just shut up ! '' she screamed.

'' Cho, I think you should leave now. '' Harry took her articulatio cubiti and guided her to the door.

'' No ! You're an imbecile ! Do you know how many guys would love for me to ask them out ? ``

'' Then go find one of them to vex ! '' He shouted in her face.

There was knocking on the door, interrupting the verbal spew of fury Cho had been about to unleash on him. The room access slid open and the Weasley twins entered, Brobdingnagian grin plastered across their faces. `` Well, if it isn't our second best-loved quester ! '' Fred exclaimed.

'' We were just eavesdropping, '' George VI said holding up a couple of extendable ears, `` and we thought maybe it was time to break up this lovely reunification. ``

'' A shame we have to intervene, considering there are two prefects in here. '' Fred added shaking his head.

Cho glared at them and turned to Harry. `` You'll be kicking yourself later. '' She warned.

'' He'll take that chance. '' Fred guided her out.

'' See you on the quidditch rake ! '' George IV yelled after her. `` Well, with Lee gone, I guess we now know where to incur our entertainment. '' They looked around at their siblings and their Friend. Harry slumped down in his place between Hermione and Ginny.

'' Now, on to business. '' Fred started. `` What will we Marauders do as our first base act of rebellion. ``

'' First act of revolt ? '' Ginny raised an eyebrow. `` I seem to remember a swamp that still exists in a Hogwarts corridor. ``

'' We meant as a chemical group. We all have had our little squabbles with authority, haven't we, sis ? '' George teased.

Before she could answer, the door slammed receptive again to reveal genus Draco Malfoy. This time, Hermione and Ron stood up to perform their prefect responsibility and make surely there was no trouble. `` Out, Malfoy. '' Hermione snapped.

'' I am a prefect, and have every right hand to enquire any mental disorder on the train. '' He sneered.

'' You're the only affair on this train that's disturbed. '' Ron dead reckoning back.

'' Really ? '' Malfoy said angrily. `` well, I just passed a pretty miss crying about how practically she hated ceramist. Figured I'd come make for sure you didn't do anything too unbecoming to Cho Chang. ``

'' Go to hell. '' Harry snarled.

Malfoy was unfazed. `` Well, what is this ? The weirdy conventionalism ? '' His gaze landing on Luna and he sneered again.

'' Get out of here, or I'll write up you. '' Ron growled, taking a dance step toward the other boy.

'' For what ? '' Malfoy didn't relocation, but his eyes flashed concern.

'' Being an annoying ass. '' Ron said through gritted teeth.

'' find out your mouth, Weasley. That is not prefect language. I could take your badge for that. ``

Fred and George stood up behind their brother. `` Try it. '' They said together.

'' Well look at you three ! All new robe ! Did your mum resort to stealing ? '' Harry jumped between the Weasleys and Malfoy as the three redheads tried to contact their prey. Unfortunately, the evil little taunt didn't stop there. `` It can't be because of that tiny store of yours. Oh that's mighty, I heard that Black young man left Ron here some money. Shame he's utter. Wish I could have seen that. '' He laughed.

Harry turned to punch Malfoy in the face, but Hermione and Ginny jumped in front of him, now trying to hold back Harry, Ron and the twin from doing something that would get them thrown out of schoolhouse. Draco only laughed toilsome but was cut off suddenly as a dirt ball crawled out of his nose.

'' What the ... '' The insect were coming from everywhere, his nuzzle, mouth and ears. `` Which one of you did that ? '' He demanded, Thomas More worms spilling from his lip as he spoke. Everyone else stepped back in disgust. `` You're all getting expelled ! '' Malfoy yelled, covering his mouth and running down the hall.

'' Scourgify. '' Hermione said as she waved her verge and the worms disappeared. Everyone sat down and stared at each other.

'' Are we really going to be expelled ? '' Neville asked timidly.

'' I doubt it. '' Fred said. `` We'll just say it was Harry, he gets away with everything. ``

'' Who did do it ? '' Harry asked.

Neville slowly raised his paw. `` Sorry. '' He said quietly.

'' What for ? '' Ginny asked with a smile.

'' Yeah, that was bloody smart as a whip ! '' Ron said and patted Neville on the back.

'' Don't concern Neville. I'll tell Dumbledore, McGonagall or Snape that it was me. That I got mad because of what he said about Sirius and they'll let me off. ``

'' They always do ! '' George said proudly.

'' Besides, they'll understand if Harry did it, since he's still struggling so hard to get over what happened at the ministry a few months ago. '' Luna said, returning to her book. Harry looked over at Hermione accusingly, but she shook her caput. Was it really that obvious to hoi polloi ? So obvious that even Luna picked up on it. Harry began to distrust that maybe Luna's bizarreness was at least in part an act. No one noticed her unless she wanted them to, and that allowed her to respect people at her leisure.

'' Plus they wouldn't let Harry be expelled and forced to leave one of the good places he could be right now. '' Ginny was saying. Harry took comfort in that logical system. Did that mean, no matter what he did, he couldn't receive the one penalty that scared him most ? Could he really never be sent away from Hogwarts ?

( BREAK )

Hermione stared out the windowpane as the scene rolled by. Now that the hullabaloo had died down, her Quaker were all talking excitedly about schoolhouse and to her dismay, quidditch. Tuning them out, she let her beware wander but it kept coming back to the same thought- Harry and Cho. It shouldn't annoyance her, but she couldn't lie to herself. It bothered her a slap-up mountain that the other girl apparently wanted to worm her way back into Harry's lifetime. Though she'd tried to be supportive close year and supporter Harry navigate a budding human relationship with Cho, the other female child's inconsistency and deficiency of convincing notion for her Quaker had turned Hermione against her. Or maybe it was her own intuitive feeling that made her so dislike the girl. Either way, she was worried. Harry may not appear interested in rekindling a romance with Cho now, but that could change at any time. She was his first crushed leather, his first attempt at having a lady friend. But Hermione was convinced- Cho was not the right girl for her skilful friend.

'' You okay ? '' Harry asked her quietly while the others chatted. He leaned over and gently nudged her arm until she turned to look at him.

'' Just mentation. '' She returned with a small-scale smile.

'' Can't time lag to get to schoolhouse for that ? '' He joked.

'' Not everything about me is academic you know. ``

'' I know. '' He whispered, his emerald eyes twinkling. `` You're smart about everything in sprightliness. '' She grinned at the compliment, feeling warmth rising to her face.

'' What are you two whispering about over there ? '' Ginny interrupted.

'' Nothing. '' Harry answered quickly straightening himself. `` Anyone up for a game ? ``

Everyone agreed, but Hermione begged off claiming a headache. In the true, her chief did feel warm and as she rested it against the cool glass she felt her judgement maturate numb. Ultimately, it didn't matter what she thought about Harry's choice in girl. Although she'd long ago discovered her own tone for him, the implications, even the very thought of being with him was unimaginable. It didn't alteration the way she felt though, that was something she just couldn't help.




A/N This will probably be the finish chapter until after Yule, since there's no computer where I'm going. Please, let me have it off what you think so far. Happy holiday !



NOTE : References to the swamp and Harry and Cho dating from Harry thrower and the Order of the Phoenix by J.K. Rowling


Chapter 9 : event

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They got off the train to Hagrid's familiar song. `` true fir'years, this way ! '' The crew went over to greet him. `` hi, Harry ! Sorry I could'na make it to yer party. total an see me later for yer talent. All o'you are welcome ter come too. '' He nodded at the others.

'' Okay, Hagrid. '' Harry agreed quickly before he was show along.

As they approached the coaches that would bring them to the school, he, Luna and Neville deliberately ignored the thestrals that were patiently waiting to get out them. The ride up was quiet for Harry as he simply listened to everyone else chatter about their architectural plan for genus Draco Malfoy, who had reportedly stopped coughing up louse about ten minutes before the gear pulled into the Hogsmeade station.

Upon arriving at the palace, they hurried to the Great Granville Stanley Hall as Ron was `` famished. '' Even Hermione's reminder that the feast wouldn't be served until after the sorting did nothing to lessen Ron's anxiousness to get to the table. Luna broke off to go to the Ravenclaw table and sit awkwardly by herself… Though she didn't seem to care, Harry felt sorry that she had to leave people who actually did want her around to be forced to sit with those who refused to occupy the clock time to get to know her. She glanced directly at him, wearing a panoptic smiling as if she knew what he was thinking and wanted to assure him she was okay and quite used to the way things were.

When the first class entered the foyer a short while later looking intimidated yet determined, a few pointed in Harry's focal point and whispered to each other. He lowered his drumhead and tried not to bestow any Sir Thomas More tending to himself. He hated how recognizable he'd become ; even eleven year-olds knew his case. How was he ever supposed to go out into the earth without drawing out his enemies ?

'' Finally it's starting. '' Ron grumbled under his breath. Harry turned his attention to the heading table, aegir to see who the new Gryffindors would be and even more concern to see the new Slytherins.

Professor Minerva McGonagall stood in front man of everyone with the Sorting Hat, looking tall and commanding. She loudly cleared her pharynx and the Hall immediately fell silent- it seemed even the new pupil realized she was not a woman who tolerated much. Without instauration, the hat began its song.

'' Many eld ago, four ally together stood
And decided to ramp up a school
Where all with might could,
Learn to use their tool.

Never were such great friends,
As Slytherin and Gryffindor.
Except for Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw,
Who perhaps loved each other more.

For a while, the schooling was unassailable within,
Much like these four friends.
Only to be lacerated apart, and
Contentment there play it's ends.

The 1 whose bloodline was pure,
Slytherin chose.
The bravest of the brave,
Gryffindor took those

Ravenclaw decided,
Intelligence was the estimable trait.
good Hufflepuff took the rest,
those yet to find their fate.

I was then made smart
To crap a goon call offhand,
Placing students where I knew
They were destined to land.

I was secure at my job and since then,
My Song dynasty is heard every year.
But now listen closely,
For there is intellect to fear.

A threat is hanging above our school.
And while all within are strong,
There are those among us
Who will ignore my warning song.

Band together,
The four mansion unite.
Only as one,
Can we hope to win this fight. ``

There was hesitant applause after he finished his admonition, and many scholarly person at the early tables were looking at the Slytherins who had made themselves the predictable antagonists. They had received a exchangeable warning from the hat before, and Harry took it just as seriously this time. McGonagall loudly cleared her pharynx and the Hall once again fell silent, all attention on her.

'' When I call your name come forward to be sorted into your theater. Jennifer Applebloom. '' She called. Jennifer quickly walked up and sat under the hat.

'' Ravenclaw ! '' He called out as the Ravenclaw table burst into applause.

McGonagall went quickly through all the first of all long time, and the categorisation was soon over. Once the new educatee were all settled at their mesa and the older scholarly person had quieted down, Dumbledore stood. `` There are the usual beginning of terminal figure announcements. All showtime years, and sealed early students, should be aware that the Forbidden timberland is always off limits. Our caretaker, Mr. Filtch, has asked me to let you be intimate that the list of items and actions banned from the school is hanging outside his office. Thanks to a distich of pranksters, the lean has grown immensely since last year. '' He paused to expect at the Weasley similitude who weren't even trying to hide out their proud grinning. `` I would also advise that you stay clear of the bit of swamp that became a parting of our hall decor hold out year. It has been roped off for your safety. '' The teacher all looked down to cover their laughter, remembering how and why the swamp was there ; except for Snape, who looked as grim as ever.

'' Lastly, I would like to introduce a new member of our staff. Some of you may think, professor Remus lupin. He will once again be taking up the post as your defence force Against the shadow Arts teacher. '' The dorm burst into sunniness as those who remembered Lupin grew excited he had returned. Dumbledore waited until the disturbance had died down at the Gryffindor table where the cheering was trashy. `` Now that's all out of the way, rapier in ! ''

As the Headmaster sat, notes suddenly appeared in front line of Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Ginny and Neville. Harry read his then leaned over to register Hermione's. They were the same.

Please report to the schoolmaster's situation after dinner.
Professor McGonagall.

'' I think we're in trouble. '' He said.

'' Huh ? '' Ron looked up. He had been so spirit on piling his plate with food that he hadn't even noticed the note. As he read it, his eyes widened. `` Do you cerebrate Luna got one too ? '' They all looked over to the Ravenclaw mesa where sure enough, Luna was holding up her short letter to render them. `` Uh oh. '' He gulped.

'' Relax, Ron. First of all, I did it, remember ? '' Harry folded the note. `` second base of all, Malfoy's the one making the charge. ``

'' Yeah, they'll definitely think that Harry was provoked into casting the spell. '' Hermione added.

'' But I'm the one who actually did it. Are you sure you want to lead this on yourself ? '' Neville asked.

'' Don't worry. The regretful I'll get is hold. It's cipher new. '' Harry shrugged, thinking detainment with McGonagall or Snape would be an incredible betterment over the ace he'd served with Dolores Umbridge last year.

Neville looked relieved. But all through dinner, he kept making trusted that Harry really wanted to need the rap until Fred finally told him to shut up as Ginny reached over and rubbed his shoulder in reassurance. Harry was confident in his determination, after all how bad could the punishment for worms be ? And why let Neville mark his record when Harry's own was already so stain ?

After dinner, the others waited outside the Great mansion house while Ron and Hermione performed their Prefect duties. Once all together again, they went up to Dumbledore's position. `` Popple Snaps. '' Hermione said and the Gargoyle guarding the entrance sprang to life.

'' Hey ! That's one of our candy ! '' George said in surprise as they stepped onto the stairs.

'' They literally explode in your sassing. '' Fred explained proudly to the others.

The schoolmaster's place was once again neat and tidy after Harry's violent disorder at the end of last class and despite the reason they were there now, he suddenly really did feel guilty. He wanted to trust he would never again lose his biliousness in such a destructive way, but it was a hope to himself that he wasn't sure he could keep.

wait inside along with the master were Professors McGonagall and Snape as well as genus Draco Malfoy. The utmost sneered as the teens approached the desk. `` Well- '' That's as far as Dumbledore got before being interrupted.

'' It was Harry ! '' Seven articulation said at once. They all looked at each other and lowered their straits to hide their laughter. Dumbledore was smiling and for the brief of minute, Harry could stimulate sworn he saw McGonagall grin. Snape however looked unamused that no one was taking this seriously.

Harry stepped forward. `` Headmaster, Professors, since I can only presume we are here because of the incident on the geartrain, then they are right field, I made dirt ball issue forth out of Draco's psyche. '' ineffectual to hold it in any longer, his acquaintance burst out laughing after he said this. One warning expression from McGonagall quieted them all. Although she also seemed diverted, Harry knew she didn't like it when student cursed former students, even if it was Draco Malfoy.

Snape was savage. `` I don't believe him. '' He said turning to Dumbledore.

'' What reason would he have to lie, Severus ? '' The old wizard asked.

'' He's protecting one of his admirer. '' Snape turned and eyed them. `` My guess would be Longbottom. He looks the most pock. ``

'' Sir, '' Harry stepped on Neville's foot to keep him quiet, `` I did it and I'm not sad. All I can say is that I was provoked and lost my temper. It always seems to get away from me when Malfoy is around. ``

'' How were you provoked, ceramicist ? '' McGonagall asked.

Harry looked down at his shoes. `` He said things about the Weasley kin and then he said something about Sirius. ``

'' Ah. '' Dumbledore sat back and put the tips of his finger's breadth together. He turned to Draco. `` May I ask, Mr. Malfoy, what it is that you said exactly, so as to chivy Mr. potter to name worms get along out of your head ? ``

'' I didn't say anything, headmaster. '' Draco said sweetly. `` I heard a hurly burly in the compartment and as a prefect, I went to check on it. I guess they didn't appreciate being told to quiet down and future affair I knew- '' He was cut off as the others began to protest. Harry could feel his wrath building up. Dumbledore held up a hand to silence them and Malfoy continued. `` Honest, all I said was to keep it down a little- ''

'' You said you'd wished you had seen him die ! '' Harry yelled. McGonagall gasped and his friends all stared at the ground, aware of how such a instruction would affect him. He took a deep breath and began again a little more calmly. `` You said something snotty about Ron, Ginny and the twin's new robes and accused Mrs. Weasley of stealing. Then you said something about remembering that Sirius had left money to Ron and how it was a shame you hadn't been there to see him die. You're lucky it was just insect. '' He said darkly. Hermione and Ginny each had a hand on his shoulder joint and Ron, George and Fred were glaring at Malfoy. Luna was inspecting something on one of the tables looking as if she had accidentally walked into the wrongly place, while Neville was staring at him. They all knew that had Harry really been the one to cast a spell on Malfoy at that moment on the string, it would have turned out far worse.

After a present moment pause, McGonagall started in. `` Mr. Malfoy ! How a someone could be so cold hearted I have no theme ! To say that- ''

By then Snape had regained his equanimity and cut her off. `` Minerva, if I may cue you, Draco is the victim here. I propose that thrower be punished for such a gross misuse of his magic. '' McGonagall looked livid. She was about to hand Snape a art object of her mind when Dumbledore interrupted.

'' May I ask, out of personal oddity, Mr. Malfoy, how it is that you knew Ron Weasley was left money in Sirius's will ? '' Malfoy looked down, not meeting the headmaster's heart. `` I thought as a lot. '' Dumbledore continued. `` Professor Snape, may I ask you what you feel the appropriate penalisation would be for Mr. Potter ? ``

'' Well .... '' Snape looked positively gleeful. `` All the past detainment have obviously not done any good, so I think we should do something that will get his aid and make him think twice before he loses his humor. Perhaps once again kicking him off the Gryffindor quidditch team ? ``

At this, even McGonagall joined in the other's cry of protestation. `` I just got back on ! '' Harry yelled above them all.

Once again, Dumbledore raised his deal for silence. `` It seems, Severus, that there are two shamefaced political party. Many times, it is Mr. Malfoy's Logos or natural action that cause Mr. Potter to drop off his temper. Would you suggest the same penalization for him ? '' Snape looked away angrily. `` I didn't think so. Unfortunately, this place can not go on unnoticed. My conclusion is this. Harry, while it is make that you had been provoked enough to do this, I don't fully conceive you are really the one responsible. However, since you are so set to protect the real shamed political party, I'm afraid you must divvy up with the result. You are hereby stripped of your title of respect as Gryffindor quidditch senior pilot. '' He raised his mitt against the protests and Harry again had to mistreat on Neville's pes so he would keep his mouth shut. `` Understand that I have not forbidden him to toy, I simply took away his claim as team leader. ``

He then turned to Malfoy. `` genus Draco, this is not the first time I have heard of you abusing your privilege as a prefect. I hereby remove your title as well. You are no longer a prefect and since this is an extreme example, I will personally pick out your refilling. ``

'' But, Sir- '' Snape started.

'' Severus, your pupil has proven to be unreliable with the responsibilities bestowed upon him. The affair that he said today were hateful and it is my understanding that he has uttered similar words to various scholarly person for the past five age. It is prison term that something be done to correct this. I will not accept anymore dissension within these walls. If I again hear of anything hateful directed to any student, my next motion will be expulsion. Tread lightly Mr. Malfoy. ``

'' What about Granger and Weasley ? '' Snape growled.

'' What about them ? '' McGonagall asked just as fiercely, subconsciously taking a few steps in nominal head of her students as if to protect them.

Snape glared at her. `` They are prefects as well and all of this took place right in front of them. According to Draco they were a division of all this. ``

'' That's flop schoolmaster. '' Malfoy piped up. `` Ron threatened me. And Hermione hit me ! ''

'' I did not ! '' Hermione yelled indignantly.

'' She was trying to give it up ! '' Harry protested. `` And Ron only told him to allow ! ``

'' liar ! '' Malfoy yelled.

'' I'm a liar ? ! '' Harry yelled back. `` You just accused an pureness student of hitting you ! ``

'' schoolmaster, I find it hard to believe that Granger hit him. '' McGonagall said slowly obviously trying to keep on her own temper.

'' She did before ! '' Malfoy protested.

'' Only because you were being a complete jerk to me, and you were staked out to watch Buckbeak's execution. Which was your fault if I remember correctly. You and your founding father ! '' Hermione yelled.

'' You see ? She just admitted it. '' Malfoy said excitedly.

'' She admitted to one time in our third year, long before she was a prefect ! '' Harry shot back.

'' If she did it once, schoolmaster, what's to say she didn't do it again ? '' Snape grinned.

'' Honestly, Severus. You are starting to sound like a minor. '' McGonagall scolded.

'' Enough. '' Dumbledore said quietly. It was almost a whisper, but the forcefulness he put behind his words left the room deathly silent. `` Fred, George I, Ginny, Neville and Luna, you may wait for your champion outside. And I will roll in the hay if you are listening in, either with your own ears or with manufacture ones. '' After they had left, Dumbledore produced enough chairwoman for all those left. He sat behind his desk for a long while staring at each of them and Harry had the spirit that he was reading their thoughts.

At last he spoke. `` I will not wish well to duplicate myself so listen closely. This battle between Slytherin and Gryffindor has gone on long enough. Minerva, Severus, how can you honestly carry your scholar to get along when you are so openly airing your rivalry ? You are on the Lapplander team here. '' He looked at them meaningfully and Harry knew he meant the same team in terminal figure of the Order as opposed to as swain instructor. Both professor looked down. `` Severus, can you honestly say that you don't flavour Draco's words were inappropriate ? ``

Snape took a cryptic breath. `` Perhaps it was just a bit out of line. '' He finally choked out. `` However, it was also unfitting to charm worms to fall out of his forefront. ``

'' I agree. '' Dumbledore paused. `` However, there is a battle to administer with raging outside these walls. I do not wish an inciter to birth a position of baron starting a war inside. Mr. Malfoy, your punishment stands and I meant it when I said I would rout you. My forbearance is wearing very dilute for you and a few of your comrades. go along that in thinker the next time you wish to stimulate Mr. potter or his friends a trouble. ''

He took a bass breath and turned to McGonagall. `` Minerva, I know you don't believe Harry's punishment is warranted, and neither do I, since neither of us truly believes he is the responsible company. But we both know that he is nothing if not loyal to his admirer and since he is taking the seat of the real perpetrator, he must run into with a penalty trying on to the crime. This was a spell that could have seriously gone improper. So I ask you now, not to subscribe to out your ira on Severus or his scholarly person and go on in mind that I have allowed Mr. thrower to observe playing. ``

'' I understand. '' She nodded still looking unhappy.

'' And Severus, I don't want to hear one Word of God about you taking out your foiling on the Gryffindors this year. In the yesteryear I have heard many complaint that you favor your own home and this twelvemonth, I expect that all be treated fairly. I want this eternal fight between these two houses to bar now. '' Both McGonagall and Snape looked at the floor wearing an unmistakable expression that said, ‘ yeah right.'

'' As for genus Draco's accusations against Hermione, they are dismissed. What misfire granger did in the past before she was a prefect has no mien on whether or not to despoil her of her title now. I don't believe for one second that she struck you on the train, Mr. Malfoy and this is the concluding prison term I will allow you to blatantly lie to my cheek. Now on the other hand, I completely believe that something Mr. Weasley said may have been viewed as a threat. However, when one's syndicate is under flack, verbally or otherwise, it becomes hard to hold one's tongue. I understand this. But it was still inappropriate and therefore I must put out one night's detention with Professor McGonagall to be carried out tomorrow after classes and dinner party. '' Snape rolled his oculus.

Dumbledore looked them all over one more than time. `` You are dismissed. ``

They all went down the stairs together, Snape and Malfoy breaking off and stalking down the hallway toward the dungeon. No one made to contain them. `` ceramist, and all Weasley's come with me. husbandman and Longbottom, I suppose you may get as well though this will be quidditch byplay. '' McGonagall briskly started off down the hall.

'' What happened ? '' Luna asked Ron.

'' I'll tell you tomorrow. '' Ron called out as he hurried off after the rest. Harry smiled. Maybe Luna having a press on Ron would be a good thing after all ... it would certainly give him finger less hangdog about his own spirit for Hermione if those two coupled up. And besides, both Ron and Luna needed someone in their spirit to give them the tending they deserved.

McGonagall ushered them all into her office, closing the door before turning to them with a face of pleased determination on her face. `` Ginny, you are acting maitre d'hotel and potter, you are co-captain as the headmaster said nothing about co-captaincy. ''

Harry and Ginny looked at each other in surprise before sharing a smile ... McGonagall was a crafty old cat. Ron turned to his sis in a panic, knowing how she could be. `` Please let me stay on the team. You saw how hard I practiced over the summer ! ``

'' I'll think about it. '' She answered slyly.

'' Relax Mr. Weasley, your position is safe for now. Alright, gathering round. We might as well set up try-out dates since the solid team is here. '' McGonagall got out paper and a pinion and for the next hour, they worked out all the details.

Around midnight they finally returned to the empty usual room in Gryffindor column, where they stayed up for another 60 minutes filling Ginny, Neville and the twins in on what had happened after they left Dumbledore's berth. Hermione finally stood up and announced that she was going to bed and reminded them that they all had classes in a few hours, expelling a groan from everyone. When Harry reached his room he realized just how play out he really was. Though he had wanted to look at Lupin's sheepskin, he couldn't keep his eyes focused. Deciding to pull through it for later when he could go over it with Hermione and Ron, he climbed into bed and immediately fell asleep.

( disruption )

genus Draco stormed into the Slytherin uncouth room, feeling a sort of thwart gratification. He had known it wouldn't be slowly to get Potter in problem, especially since they'd seen through the lie and knew he hadn't actually been responsible for the spell. Hopefully his new underground partner in crime would suffer skilful success, it was his job to see that they did.

'' Hey how'd it go ? '' poove asked, startling him. She had apparently been waiting up for him, much to his annoyance.

'' As expected. Potter and his ragtag bunch of trash can do no wrong here. Not with Dumbledore in charge. '' He answered. It was so unjust, and it always had been. But the god-like way Potter was treated definitely made it sluttish to hate him, because lately… he just didn't understand the fixation. trusted Potter could very possibly bring down the iniquity overlord someday. And Draco understood the reasoning that it was best to destroy him before he reached a more capable age, but here at school he was too well protected. Lately… well it just seemed that since the adults had all failed miserably against ceramicist and his help, they were pushing the next generation to select natural process. He didn't want to be a lamb pushed out for sacrifice but that's exactly what he was in the flow plan that his father and the iniquity Lord had him involved in. And tonight only proved that it would work.



A/N : HAPPY HOLIDAYS ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

greenback : Reference to Dolores Umbridge from Harry thrower and the order of the Phoenix by J.K. Rowling

computer address to Buckbeak's execution from Harry thrower and the captive of Azkaban by J.K. Rowling

Chapter 10 : Discoveries

billet : Anything not original= J.K. Rowling. Anything original= mine. Hope everyone had a undecomposed holiday, read and enjoy. Oh, and please review if you like it or even if you don't.

　

Harry awoke the adjacent break of day feeling more exhausted than when he had gone to bed. All Nox he had been plagued with the Same nightmares as before and he couldn't understand why. Perhaps it was being back at schooltime, where the whole sequence of events leading to Sirius's end had begun. He decided not to believe too deeply on it as he attempted to stretch away the sleep from his bones. With a lot of effort he forced himself to get up, get dressed, and stool his way down to breakfast.

The others were already in the Great dormitory when he entered, dragging his script bag behind him. As he sat he realized they were excitedly filling the former Gryffindors in on the fact that Malfoy was no long a prefect. He smiled with satisfaction at the memory, for once Malfoy had suffered some sort of real event for all of his past times utterances and misbehaviour against him and everyone else. It may have taken five days, but at least it had happened. He glanced over at the Slytherin table and grinned wider when he saw how distressed Malfoy was.

After breakfast, he, Ron and Hermione got up to set about the dreaded walk of life to Potions. They passed Luna in the hallway and he was struck by the odd spirit she gave him, as if she were trying to pass with him. But before he could think about it at all, he once again suddenly remembered the parchment lupin had given him. This prison term he would be surely to do something about it.

'' Can you guys meet me by our study tree before dejeuner ? I have something to demo you. '' He whispered to his two best friends as they took their bum in the keep classroom.

'' Sure. '' They both agreed. He settled himself between them, a small thrill of nervousness surging through him when he felt Hermione's elbow touch his as they both leaned on the desk.

A minute before class was to start Snape strode in and slammed the donjon room access. All chatter died away instantly as he eyed his class with disgust. `` It is my sympathy that some of you present have not gotten the O grade that I had required to bear on. Lucky for you that you're here. '' He sneered at them all. `` Unfortunately, the Headmaster decided to name allowances and forced me to accept the sub par students whom received a grad of E. However, know that those of you with less than satisfactory course at the end of this semester will be kicked out of my category. '' He paused to sneer at Ron, Neville and Dean who hadn't gotten an O. Harry wondered if any of the Slytherins had gotten a `` sub par '' E, and looking at Crabbe and Goyle, he couldn't believe they'd even managed that.

Snape took a moment to glare around the room before a sinister smile emerged. `` Now, I believe some seating change are in order to assure me that all receive the level they truly deserve and not one based on how well they copy their champion. Weasley, you will be moved here to the front away from granger and ceramist. '' Ron got up and with a murderous blaze at Snape took a fanny next to Pansy Cyril Northcote Parkinson. `` Longbottom, you will be here next to Crabbe. Thomas, you will be here with Goyle. Malfoy, why don't you go sit between Potter and Granger. '' He surveyed the room with a pleased air. `` There, that's so much just. Now, here are the program line for our first potion. '' He pointed his wand at the board. `` You have one minute. ``

It was one of Harry's worst Potions classes. Malfoy constantly muddled his attempt by switching the component. At the end of the 60 minutes, Harry turned in his sample sure that he had received a T thanks to Malfoy's sabotage. But he knew serious than to tell Snape. He did however complain to Ron and Hermione the whole way to Transfiguration Day. `` It's not fair at all. He kept mixing up my clobber and I never knew what I was really putting in my caldron. '' He whined.

'' Well, next class, I'll share with you so he can't mess with anything. '' Hermione offered as they all sat at a desk in the back.

'' You think you had it bad ? I had to listen to poove telling Millicent Bulstrode all minute how cute she thinks Malfoy is and how she thought they would produce the perfect dyad. '' Ron grumbled pulling out his scepter. This class passed much more quickly and by the end, they had all turned their toad frog into footstools even Neville, though he'd predictably had the most trouble.

With an hr free before lunch, Harry, Ron and Hermione hurried out to the Tree at the border of the lake. Once they had settled themselves comfortably, Harry pulled out the parchment and explained everything lupin had told him on the caravan platform about what it contained. `` Are you sure this is a good idea ? '' Hermione asked, inspecting the newspaper carefully.

'' If Moony gave it to him, then we know it isn't anything bad, aright ? So it'll be ticket. '' Ron eagerly grabbed it from her and thrust it in Harry's steering. `` Go on, do the magic spell and let's see what it says. ``

Harry shrugged at Hermione before placing the tip of his wand to the parchment and saying, `` We need to babble out. '' They all leaned in to study what it said.

To whomever it concerns, the following is the showtime clue to find a very authoritative aim hidden away for protection by us, The marauder.
good luck,
maestro : Mooney, Padfoot, Prongs and Wormtail with the assistance of Wildflower
Clue 1 : First you must know what you are looking for, if you do not already. This is knowledge you won't breakthrough in the library, but in what the depository library houses. You can feel this knowledge in an anticipate situation, guarded by a swear friend. Here, I will only tell you that the obscure object is confutable in the intention of its existence.

'' wild flower ? '' Ron looked at Harry.

'' Probably my mum. ``

'' Oh yeah, ‘ Lily'I get it. '' He said quickly.

'' Well, we're looking for a playscript. '' Hermione said. She sighed in frustration at the confused looks she got from the boys. `` Think about the first part, ‘ you won't find it in the library, but in what the depository library houses.'It's a book that's not in the school library. ``

'' Oh, I knew that. '' Ron grinned.

'' The record must be in the school, where else would expect to find out knowledge ? '' Harry pointed out.

Hermione thought for a minute then jumped up. `` I've got it ! It's in the defense mechanism Against the nighttime Arts classroom. ``

Harry reread the clue. `` That's what it appears to say. ``

'' How ? '' Ron said taking the clue and scanning it.

'' ‘ The hidden object is questionable in the purpose of its existence.'Where else would you find a playscript replete of information on questionable objects ? '' Harry smiled. He hoped that when they found the next clue it would be as easily to figure out.

Ron threw down the sheepskin. `` I'm not undecomposed at conundrum or cue or anything with words. ``

'' Oh Ron. '' Hermione shook her head.

'' I'm not ! ``

'' I don't have time to reassure you of your cleverness, Ron. I have to go talk to McGonagall about something. We can meet with Lupin before Defense today. '' The son nodded their arrangement. `` See you guys at dejeuner. '' Hermione said as she hurried off.

'' Bye. '' Harry called after her, glad to be left alone with Ron. They hadn't had a opportunity to really talk in a farsighted clock time and there were certain things he needed to discuss.

Ron sensed what was coming. `` You want to know why I said Hermione ilk you right ? '' He asked right away.

'' Well, I guess- I mean if you're sure. I, well, are you sure you're over her ? '' he managed to hit out.

'' I think so. It's hard to care mortal knowing they're into you. '' Ron shook his head.

'' But how do you live she likes me in that way ? '' Harry asked calmly, though inside his tenderness was beating fast in anticipation.

'' I didn't, it was Ginny. She just flat out told me. '' He admitted.

'' Ginny ? She told you what ? ''

'' And I thought I was dense. She told me Hermione liked you. ``

'' When ? '' Harry asked desperately.

'' The night before we left for shoal. You know when we fought ? I couldn't sleep, so I went to play pocket billiards and Ginny was already down there. She asked what was wrongly and I told her all about our argument. She smacked me on the head. ``

'' She hit you ? ``

'' Really hard ! '' Ron rubbed his top dog with anamnesis. `` Anyway, she said that I'd better get over Hermione fast because she liked you. ``

'' How did she have a go at it ? '' He pressed.

'' Hermione didn't tell her or anything. All she said was that girls were perceptive on this variety of affair. She also said something about how male child don't pay enough care, but I don't remember exactly what she said. I guess I was proving her point by not paying attention. '' He grinned.

'' Oh. '' Harry stared off, his brain as cloudy as the sky above him.

'' You like her back, right ? '' Ron grinned again as Harry looked down, nervously pulling up blade of grass. `` I knew it. Though to be mediocre, Ginny was the one who first thought you did. ``

'' I didn't even know until you started asking me about her. ''

'' Yeah, well, according to my sister that's normal for cat. You know, I don't think she's handling her separation with Dean very well. She doesn't have very many nice things to say about the male gender lately. '' He replied with a frown. Harry smiled in response, knowing once she got past whatever happened with Dean, she'd have her pick of hombre. Ginny was a cute lady friend, made all the more attractive by her convinced and outgoing personality- regardless of how her brothers may find about it.

When it came time for dejeuner they headed in together, talking and joking like they used to. He saw Hermione's pleased smile and knew she was well-chosen they had taken steps to doctor their rupture. Taking a backside next to her at the table, Harry told his Friend that they all needed to gather tonight in the program library. `` Why the library ? '' George asked.

'' Yeah, we have sort of made a point of avoiding it for the last six years. '' Fred added.

Harry stared at his plate as the conversation progressed, not knowing what to say around Hermione anymore. She noticed his silence and repeatedly asked him what was wrong, but he couldn't secernate her. Finally he looked at Ron for help to channelise the conversation elsewhere. `` What was so important with McGonagall that you ditched us earlier ? '' Ron asked between mouthfuls.

'' Oh, that. '' She was still looking at Harry with concern. `` I wanted to ask her about restarting the DA and making it a legal club. '' Ron, Harry, Ginny and the twin all stared at her.

'' You did what ? '' Harry asked bewildered.

'' well, I thought- ''

'' You mean you didn't verification with Harry to see if he even wanted to do it again this class ? '' Ron asked, angry on Harry's behalf.

'' Well, I figured with everyone knowing for sure that Voldemort is back that we'd .... ''

'' But we have Lupin this yr to instruct us ! '' Ginny cut her off. `` It's not like he's going to keep us from learning what we need to know. ``

'' I know, it's just that- ''

'' Plus, if we make it effectual, the Slytherins will be able-bodied to join. Wasn't it you who said we needed to be extra careful this year ? '' Fred asked.

'' Yeah, with Malfoy there, he'll be able-bodied to report all the procession we're making. '' George said angrily. `` We'll lose the element of surprise. ``

'' I already thought of that, so I suggested to McGonagall that- ''

'' You should take discussed this with the rest of us first Hermione. '' Ron cut her off again.

'' And especially with Harry. He'd be the one in billing. '' Ginny said in obvious frustration.

Harry had been listening to them attack Hermione as if he were in a fog. for certain he had thought about restarting the DA, but it was only the first day of school day. `` At least let her get out a full-of-the-moon sentence you guys. '' He said at finally coming to her Defense, though he was still angry.

'' Thanks. '' She said quietly looking down at the tabular array. `` I'm sorry I did this without talking to all of you, but I wanted to surprise you. ``

'' Well, you succeeded. '' Ron sneered. Harry shot him a warning glare.

'' As for the Slytherins, I asked McGonagall if we could have the meetings on Wed nights, because that's when they have their Quidditch practice. Malfoy wouldn't skip that just to give us a hard meter, and besides he's one step away from riddance. Anyway, I didn't make anything definite. I told her that I needed to mouth to Harry first. I just wanted to see if restarting the DA was even an selection. ``

'' And is it ? '' Harry asked trying to keep his mood in control.

'' She said once we had something definite to come see her and she would make it go on. '' Hermione answered quietly, sensing that Harry's grip on control was very delicate right field then.

Without a news to anyone, he got up and left, his lunch half eaten. He just needed to believe, or to not think, whichever was easier. Not even a week back here and he already felt overwhelmed. He didn't like it. Harry walked the grounds for a while in a kind of half-asleep fog until his purdah could no longer bring home the bacon a distraction to hold his sentiment at bay. Not knowing what else to do for the next one-half an hour, he went down to Hagrid's since charge of Magical Creatures was his side by side family anyway. He knocked loudly on the cottage threshold and offered a friendly smiling when the hulk answered. `` trivial early aren'ya, Harry ? '' Hagrid asked ushering him inside.

'' I just wanted to follow by and catch up. I haven't talked to you all summer. '' He said, taking a tail on one of the monolithic chairs.

'' Oh yeah. Sorry about tha ’. Been keepin'busy for the Order. Plus I had ter take Grawp to his new family. learn a lot o'study ter get him ready. ``

'' Is he all settled now ? '' Harry tried severe not to remember of the unfortunate introductions he and Hermione had received when first-class honours degree meeting Hagrid's brother and how little his regard for the monolithic being had grown. But he wanted to be polite so he feigned interest.

'' He's doin'expectant ! But tha's why I missed yer birthday, I had ter take him ter the village and get him all settled in. I have yer confront for you though. '' He placed a enceinte bundle wrapped in a mantle in Harry's lap, ending any more questions about his brother.

It shook a footling when he picked it up. `` Um, Hagrid ? This isn't anything alive is it ? ``

'' Open it an'see. '' the heavyweight answered, an agitate gleam in his eye.

Harry cautiously unwrapped the blanket. interior was a diminished cage housing what looked like a turtle, only it had two heads and it's skin was regal with a smart turquoise shell. `` What is it ? ``

'' Tha's a Thegar. It's like a guard dog, only it sings when danger's near. Very fast creatures Thegar's are. They usually live for ‘ bout a hundred years, but this little cuss's already fifty. His late possessor died so he's in penury o'a honest home. ``

'' Um, thanks Hagrid. He's .... cute. '' Harry poked his digit in the cage to pet it, but Hagrid yelled, startling him so badly he almost dropped the cage.

'' Don'do tha'! You have ter let him make out yer his new owner firs ’. They bite anyone they don'know. shuffling sure you tell tha'ter Ron and Hermione too. ``

'' Sure thing Hagrid. '' He said uncertainly. `` I guess I'll go outside and bond paper with him until class starts. ``

The giant regarded him with a wide, happy grinning. `` So you like him then ? ``

'' Yeah, he's great. Thanks. '' Harry answered, not wanting to injure his supporter's opinion. Besides, it was kind of cool despite the bother that came with being given a animation beast. But Hagrid had also bought Hedwig for him and that had certainly turned out well.

Making his way outside, he sat on the fence around Hagrid's garden and looked down at the Thegar. It stared back expectantly without blinking. `` hi. My name's Harry Potter. I guess I'm the one who's going to take care of you now. '' The creature's two foreland sighed in unison. Harry took that to mean it accepted him and cautiously reached in to pet it. It rubbed it's principal against his digit in a gesture he took as tenderness. It really was cute, once you got used to looking at it. `` I guess you'll need a name. '' He thought for a present moment. `` How about, Robin ? After Robin Hood. He protected masses too. It was my favorite thing to learn when I was younger. Actually, it was the only thing I read, because it was the only playscript Dudley didn't want for himself. '' Robin made a sound almost like a cat purring. `` speculation you like it. '' He sat for for a while playing with his new pet. Hearing voices he looked up and saw people walking toward him. Ron and Hermione were at the front of the group.

Harry got up to meet them, and was taken off guard when Robin started singing loudly. He quickly whipped around and with lightning reflex, grabbed the rock'n'roll that had been hurtling toward his head. He looked down at it in shock.

'' Dragon Malfoy ! You coward ! '' Hermione yelled as she and the quietus of the Gryffindors hurried over. `` Just because you know you can't beat Harry in a bonnie scrap doesn't mean value you should try to get him with his rachis turned ! ``

'' You think I'm scared of him ? '' Malfoy laughed.

'' Why else are you throwing rocks at the back of his straits ? '' Ron growled.

'' Because it's fun. '' He laughed again a loud yet hollow sound. Harry felt his temper style and Malfoy was suddenly knocked over. He stepped back startled- he'd been picturing himself shoving Malfoy and to get him hang over at the Same moment was unsettling.

'' Wha's goin'on out here ? '' Hagrid came over to his class as Crabbe was helping Draco to his feet.

'' Nothing. '' Harry said glancing at all his friends who were on the threshold of telling what they had just witnessed.

'' Harry knocked me over with a magical spell ! '' Draco said.

'' How could he ? '' Hermione asked defensively. `` His verge is in his bag and his hands are entire with that thing in the cage and the rock music. ``

'' sway ? '' Hagrid looked at Harry in muddiness.

'' I was bored so I was throwing careen across the railway yard seeing how far I could get them to go. '' Harry answered. He was certain Hagrid would see through his lame lie.

'' Well, you should'na done tha'Harry. People could misstep on ‘ em. Probably wha'knocked Dragon down. '' With that, he turned to set out his class.

( BREAK )

Hagrid brought out a fire-eating hummingbird and after a scorching experience in which his entire garden almost caught ardour, he took the high road and had everyone gap off into group to reap it. Hermione, Harry, and Ron sat together a small style from the rest of the class. She felt tense, anxious to pee things right, to work it so Harry wasn't mad at her. As soon as Ron got up to go ask Hagrid a query, she took her opportunity. `` I'm sorry that I didn't talk to you about the DA first off before going to McGonagall. ``

'' I guess it's okay. You just sort of surprised me. I mean it's only the first day of schoolhouse and the last affair I wanted on my mind was sentiment of Thomas More duty. '' He said calmly though he wouldn't feel at her.

'' Well, what I tried to say at luncheon was that no one needed to determine right away or anything. McGonagall gave us a calendar month to figure out if we want to continue the DA. I wasn't trying to make anything official. I just wanted to know our options. '' She argued the point. `` It's a dependable mind to re-start the defense club, and even better for you to attach your name to it. What better way to throw our fellow students take things seriously ? Plus this way you'll feel like you're doing something to prepare, isn't it you who's been saying you're tired of waiting for things to pass ? I think DA would be the effective possible distraction. ''

He sighed and put his drawing aside, finally looking up at her. `` I just thought that you of all people would empathise that I wanted a lilliputian sentence to not think about Voldemort or any of the peril that constantly surrounds me. ``

'' I do understand that, but Harry, you always have to be on your sentry duty. It's horribly unfair but it's genuine. Especially now… Constant weather eye and all that. ``

'' You need to stay away from Mad-eye for awhile. '' He grinned. She smiled back, relieved that she had been forgiven. For a moment there, she thought she'd ruined herself. How could she not deliver guessed that it would so discompose him ? She knew that he hated being kept out of things- a left over result from not being able to take controller of his biography.

'' Oh Harry, '' Ron called for his attention as he returned. `` Fred and George decided to meet in the Great anteroom instead of the library tonight. They said going in there would mouse them out. As prefects, we was capable to get permission for all of us to be out after nine. '' He said proudly as Harry shook his head in amusement. But Hermione felt annoyed with the twins- Fred and George would do anything to keep their illustrious claim of not even knowing what the library looks like.

At the end of class, everyone rolled up their bare draft to be worked on for homework and hurried off to enjoy the hour and a one-half before defence force form. Hermione went with Harry and Ron back up to the Gryffindor common room to play with Erithacus rubecola who was a strangely amusing animate being. Searching her Care of Magical animate being book, she found a chapter on Thegars and pointed it out to Harry, going to sit next to him on the couch to read and shifting her free weight so their arms were touching. She did this often, liking the shake of hullabaloo that went through her when they touched.

Finally with fifteen transactions left before class, the three Friend entered lupin's office. He was sitting behind his desk, looking very much like a professor and Hermione felt proud of him. He was certainly a shining example of overcoming adversity to get hold succeeder. She hoped the Saami would be dead on target for Harry, as she could say that he was very different from most everyone else and was already living a very different life.

lupine looked up from his lecture promissory note, both surprised and pleased to see them. `` Hey guys, was there something you needed ? ``

'' We figured out the first clue, so which record is it ? '' Harry asked quickly.

'' I don't know what you're talking about. '' lupine looked at him in confusion.

'' Come on. You guys made up the clues. Which book is the next one in ? '' Harry looked around at the bookshelves.

He shook his head sadly. `` Lily made the hint. We had no musical theme where they would lead. ``

Now it was Hermione who was confused. `` Why did she do it ? Didn't you tell Harry that it was you, Sothis, and James that found whatever it is ? ``

'' We did find it. '' Lupin sighed. `` But when we decided to veil it, we needed someone else to do it for us. That way none of us would be tempted to go after it. We trusted Lily more than anyone else, so she made the clues and kept the first one with her. I recovered it with other theme from their firm after ... '' he looked guiltily at Harry, `` well, anyway, I had forgotten all about it until I found the sheepskin again a few months ago. Knowing what it is and what it does, I knew Harry would want it. ``

'' Can't you just tell us ? '' Ron asked, obviously annoyed.

'' I'd like to, but we all took a bickeross potion. ''

'' A what ? '' Harry and Ron asked together.

'' Bickeross potion. '' Hermione answered automatically. `` It keeps the juicer from revealing the thing they wish to keep secret, no topic what. It's one of the more powerful truth crushing potions. ``

'' Which is why I'm certain even Voldemort doesn't know about this object. Though if he did know about it, he would very much want to have it. '' Lupin sighed. `` But we made sure Peter took the biggest amount. It was around then that Dog Star and I became suspicious of him. James just wouldn't listen to us. He wouldn't see what we saw. '' He stared off, his expression contorted with ira and remembrance.

'' prof ? '' Hermione touched his shoulder.

He shook himself out of his thoughts. `` rightfield, anyway, if you think the next clue is here, help yourselves to any or all of the books in the classroom. '' With that he left his office to escape the conversation and get ready for form. She hoped he knew what he was doing, handing this little bare adventure from his youthfulness over to Harry.

'' Any proposition ? '' Ron turned to her as the resident expert on books.

'' I think we should just take them all to the Great Hall tonight. It could be any of these book of account and the more of us there are to go through them, the quicker we'll find something. '' She suggested.

'' okay, until this evening then. We'd practiced get in there. Don't want to shit him search bad by being late for class. '' Harry said, ushering them into the classroom, which was quickly filling with students.

( BREAK )

'' Hey, Ginny ! Ron ! '' Luna called out. It was just after dinner party and they were talking to each other just outside the Great Hall. She approached them eagerly, knowing they were already involved in whatever awesome thing Harry was on the threshold of discovering. She had to ensure she was a component of it, since she also knew she was supposed to go on this journeying with them- just as she'd known she was supposed to go with to the ministry a few calendar month before. They were all at the beginning of… something.

'' Hey, Luna. What's going on ? '' Ron asked, flashing her a smile.

She couldn't help but smile back. `` What are you guys up to ? '' She asked, already knowing the answer.

They shared a spirit and a shrug before Ginny answered. `` We're supposed to be meeting up with everyone to check out some playscript. ``

'' Remember that parchment lupin gave Harry for his birthday ? '' Ron asked. She nodded enthusiastically and he continued. `` Well turns out it's some form of clew and it led us to a Christian Bible in the Defense classroom. ``

'' In the Defense classroom ? '' She repeated in confusion. That wasn't where she thought the book they wanted was supposed to be, but she kept her oral cavity shut. To say anything now would only give away her surreptitious and she wasn't ready for anyone to know. `` Need any help ? ``

'' sure ! '' Ron clamped a manus on her shoulder joint. `` The More citizenry to take care through the stupid Koran the less I'll have to learn. I'm on my way to run across Harry and Hermione in Lupin's office. ``

'' Come on, you can come with me to the Great Hall. Neville's there alone with the twins and he's not solid enough to keep them in occupation. '' Ginny grinned.

'' Okay. '' She readily agreed, glad to see her friend in better spirits. She knew Ginny had been feeling down lately despite what she said and apparently the promise of whodunit and adventure was just the thing to revive her. She only hoped it lasted through the shadowy, unsung things yet to come for them all.

( BREAK )

'' Where is Ron ? What is it with you two finding it impossible to be on time ? '' Hermione grumbled, grabbing another mess of books to add to their already with child pile.

'' He's talking to Luna. '' Harry answered without thinking. Stopping to wonder how he knew, he realized he wasn't sure. He'd view about Ron and seen a flash in his judgement of his Quaker standing in the hallway talking with Luna and Ginny.

'' Really ? You didn't say anything to him, did you ? '' She asked accusingly.

'' About her crushed leather on him ? Of course not, you asked me not to. '' He said quickly. He used his wand to float down another heap, but his discreetness wasn't as practiced as hers and as he attempted to add them to the pile, they instead toppled the whole thing over ripe where Hermione was standing. Letting out a small-scale screech of panic, she cast a shield around herself as books rained down on her. `` Mione ! Are you okay ? I'm so sorry. '' He rushed over feeling anxious and embarrassed.

'' I'm fine. '' She answered shakily. `` Don't worry about it, it's actually not the for the first time time something like that has happened to me. '' She looked up with a reassuring smile.

'' You need to observe a safer by-line. '' He teased.

'' facial expression who's talking. '' She shot back as they both knelt down to start picking up books. He reached for a big intensity at the Sami sentence she did, their hands brushing each early. Surprised by the unexpected impinging, they pulled back and locked eyes- they were LE than a foot away from each other. This is it.Harry told himself. This was the moment he was waiting for to tell apart her.

'' I thought we were supposed to be getting al-Qur'an not making a mess. '' Ron declared, walking in before Harry had a opportunity to say anything at all to Hermione.

Although disorder, he was also relieved. Perhaps it wasn't the decent time after all. `` We had a little accident. Maybe if mortal had been here to help like he was supposed to… ''

'' Yeah, yeah. fountainhead I'm here now, so let's get this show on the road. '' Ron helped get together everything together as neatly as potential to make the trip easier.

They entered the Great Hall with to a greater extent than a hundred books magically floating behind them and found Fred, George V, Ginny, Neville and surprisingly Luna, already waiting for them. Harry was glad to have another helper and merely nodded to her in greeting. She flashed him an odd grin before turning her attention to Hermione who was quickly dividing the books among them, taking the legal age for herself since she was the quickest reader.

'' What exactly are we looking for ? '' Ginny asked.

'' Anything out of the ordinary bicycle, something underlined or a piece of paper stuck in. Basically anything that could be the side by side clue. '' Harry answered, opening his first Scripture. For the next two hours, they silently looked through every single one. He kept glancing over at Hermione, who was scrunching up her nose in inscrutable concentration for what she was reading. He knew she always did this while studying, and liked that he did know these minuscule matter about her.

A long while later, Fred closed his last ledger and shoved it aside. `` I got zilch. '' He groaned. `` Thanks to you guys I spent a completely Night perusal, and I didn't even need to roll in the hay this material ! ``

'' I didn't find anything either. '' Luna said closing her book and shifting her weight so that she was leaning airless to Ron. Harry was amused that Ron didn't seem to observe. Maybe Ginny was flop about how much we pay attention, he thought. Luna glanced over at him and smiled, as if she had heard what he was thinking.

'' Did anyone find anything ? '' Hermione asked closing her last book in frustration.

Everyone shook their heads. `` Maybe you guys missed something in the clue. Let me see it again. '' Ginny reached over and Harry handed her the sheepskin. After looking it over again she shrugged. `` Well, it seems to indicate a book in the vindication schoolroom. Are you sure you grabbed them all ? ``

'' Every undivided boring one. '' Ron said glumly putting his school principal down.

'' Ok, so maybe it was hidden in a privy stead in there that we don't know about. '' Fred suggested.

'' I thought you guys recognise everything mystery in the school. '' Hermione said slyly.

'' Well, we don't exactly spend a lot of prison term in classes. '' St. George admitted.

'' Maybe the rule book is somewhere else. I mean Harry's mum was obviously smart. She wouldn't have made it that well-to-do. '' Ginny suggested.

'' Where else would you retrieve Book on something weird ? '' Ron asked.

'' Hagrid's hut ? '' Luna suggested quietly.

'' lupine said it was an target, not an fauna. '' Hermione pointed out.

Harry thought for a minute of arc then continued excitedly. `` Well, it wasn't Hagrid's hut when they went to school here, think back. It was just the gamekeeper's family ! Who was Gamekeeper then ? ''

'' I don't know, but I'm sure we can look it up. And I think I know where we might find it. I'll be right back. '' Hermione ran off.

'' This matter better be good. '' Ginny said. `` Luna and I are in our OWL year and have lots of preparation. ``

'' well, Fred and I are in NEWT yr and have a lot of work too. '' George V said.

'' Yeah, but I actually care about my class unlike you slackers. '' Ginny shot back.

'' Too lawful. '' Saint George conceded.

'' We do have production to manufacture though. '' Fred added.

'' If you guys don't want to help, that's fine. This is form of my thing anyway. '' Harry looked around at everyone.

'' Of course I want to help you. '' Ginny said right away.

'' Us too ! '' Fred and George VI said together.

'' Then quit complaining. '' Ron scolded. `` Harry didn't have to include you in our trivial adventure. ``

'' At least this should be a safe escapade right hand ? '' Luna said. Everyone jumped having momentarily forgotten she was there. Harry made a mental line to pay more care to her, she wasn't so horrendous after all, just uncanny and mysterious.

'' I assume so. '' He answered her, having no reason to cerebrate otherwise.

'' But you did say that this thing was something Voldemort would also like to have. '' She looked at Harry in neither reverence nor concern, simply curious. He didn't remember actually telling her or anyone else that part, only Ron and Hermione had been with him in the business office when they talked to Lupin.

'' Then if we find it first, we don't have to worry about him getting it. '' Ron said quietly. Apparently he was unconcerned with how Luna could know something she wasn't told.

Hermione rushed back in with a vauntingly al-Qur'an in her hands, interrupting Harry's bewilderment. Considering what she had found, it was a skillful distraction. `` I think Luna may be rectify about Hagrid's hut, Harry. '' Hermione laid the Word on the tabular array and displayed a page in what looked like a yearbook. Hagrid was standing proudly in presence of his Hut, a much younger Fang at his slope. `` See, Hagrid was gamekeeper when your parents were in their seventh yr. ``

'' But I thought we agreed that meant the book wasn't in his hut ? '' Ginny asked confused.

'' Look in the backcloth. '' She smiled. They all leaned in for a good look. Studying the picture they were able-bodied to see Sirius and St. James the Apostle standing near the back of the hut. They were making faces at the camera, while lupin and Lily stood off to the incline drinking out of enormous teacupful. Lily was shaking her pass at the immaturity displayed by her future husband. `` Apparently, they were supporter with Hagrid as well. He has all sort of Weird things in there- Lily may have given him the record book as a present or something. You know Hagrid. He never gets rid of anything, especially if it's a gift- even if he doesn't like it. ``

'' So tomorrow, we'll go down and ask him about it. '' Ginny said.

'' Why wait ? '' Harry smiled.

'' We can't all fit under your cloak, Ilex paraguariensis. '' Ron pointed out.

'' Ron may not fit under it at all, as tall as he's gotten. '' Ginny teased.

'' Oh. '' He was thwarted and let it register. He wanted the succeeding clue.

'' We won't need the cloak guys. '' Hermione looked at everyone. `` Ron and I got permission for us all to be out past nine o'clock remember. ``

'' That was only because we told McGonagall we were discussing DA business organization. '' Ron said.

'' You told her it was for DA, I just said we needed to do workplace. '' She answered huffily. `` But, seeing as how we'd need a berth to bind DA meetings, we wanted to ask Hagrid if we could use his garden on days when the weather is fair. He does have a lot of room and might even be able to avail when we go over grave animals. '' Hermione smiled.

'' Hermione, you become more devious by the day. I love it ! '' Fred exclaimed.

'' Glad we're rubbing off on you. '' George patted her on the back.

'' So let's go. '' Ginny said and they all left the Great Hall to arrive at their way down to Hagrid's hut.

　

A/N Okay, this one is long, but once I started writing, I just couldn't catch. Guess I was glad to have my computer back. Please let me make out what you think, what you liked, what you didn't like. Chapter 11 should be up future week.

note : address to Hagrid's brother Grawp from Harry Potter and the Order of the genus Phoenix by J.K. Rowling